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
there's a throne for every god
a stronger aeon for each to find
there's 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