The Isle of Flesh and Bone Lyrics

Chained, enslaved, and forced to cultivate

Virgin land to self sufficiency

No tools nor will for us to function with

Odds to live become a moral plight

An icy fate for those who flee this place

Guards intent to kill and to restore

Locked away from the whole world at large

Weakened souls, the first to be consumed

Muscles and skin from unsuspecting souls

Separated by the claws of many starving men

Those who aren't quite dead

Those that aren't alive are eaten by the savages in order to survive

Indulge, you must

Don't rest or risk your hide

The Isle of Flesh and Bone

Your life consumed

Arrangements not prepared

Led to this tragedy

Lower classes purged for the good of man?

The stepping stones they used

Ostracized then eaten whole

Order soon devolved

A reign of terror formed

They hunt us down

Through darkness, in darkness

We fear this winter and our fellow man

The guards control our fate

If nature doesn't win

They hear the pleading cries

Just to strike them down

The fragile grip of mind

With stomachs void of fare

Surrounded on all sides

A grim reality

One full year of anguish, pure anguish

We cling to our hope, our only grace

There must be someway out

It cannot end like this

The Isle of Flesh and Bone

A prison

Used with the intent to kill

You see your life will fade

Waters run red with blood

And corpses left to rot

A icy grave

A means of hate

Complacent with this scheme

The ruler deems success

With thousands left to ache

Their stories left in vain

By those who lived

And those who ate