a temple made of flesh
in which we emerge to a world of ourselves
the rising of the strong
and strength is found in the blood of man

theres a throne for every god
a stronger aeon for each to find
theres a throne for every one
in the aeon for which we strive

this is my eminent god
my flesh my body mind and soul
rightful by nature with none above
a kingdom for itself that stands out

the ancient systems comes to chaos
becomes enslaved by gods reborn
as man merge the carnal and spiritual
to what they are and always were

remain the god in your realm by strength
by truth wealth and life
exalted high by the strength of the flesh
now when dogmas come to question

must find the kingdom inside of us
become, to be prepared, to praise
the strength of the flesh