Texty: Voids (The). Kill A Generation. Forgotten.

Something forgotten

For muscles put together
Got the night air to stir
Ten places are awakened

The two strongest put together head to head
Remember now when the flesh is bruised, when the flesh is torn
Thrown to the ground, memories come back
Times before enjoyed as much
To feel the pain from just a touch
Remember now forgotten then
For all of this to come again

And all the memories come from this a simple touch
A simple...