Текст песни Sins of Omission - Let them march

To be locked in a burning room,
Where the burning is your bodily lire
To be ripping the skin of your flesh, just to kill
The burning desire

Enjoying yourself while caressing the beast
Sense the smell of the soldiers soon to be released
Soon they'll be running all over your hand,
The soldiers of the beast, the damned

The lust for pleasure, the endless need
No lust can measure, destruction of the seed

To be locked in a burning room,
Where the burning is your bodily fire
To be ripping the skin of your flesh, just to kill
The burning desire
Caress the beast, sense the smell
Feel the soldiers

Ripping and tearing your problem away
Release them, and let them march

The lust for pleasure, the endless need
No lust can measure, destruction of the seed