Servant to the Skin

For eternity it's been understood

That our lives are bound in flesh and blood

I'm just a servant to the skin

Bound to a master made of gristle and bone

Sworn to a life of sin

We're all slaves to a wicked master

We're servants to the skin

Encouraged to explore the way of the flesh

Since this wicked life began

What misery

What mysteries does this prison of flesh and bone hold before me?

No longer blind if we come to see

This violent insanity is our reality

Mastering the flesh

Servant to the skin