Blood and death kept her in the world of the flesh.

Only the color of the flesh was a little different.

I would never have the chance to know the life of the flesh.

He cannot again return to the world of blood and flesh.

They've done all they can to take the place of my flesh and blood.

But no, he never knew you were of his flesh.

But this was very much a thing of the flesh.

It took time for most of the flesh to fall off.

They'd eat all of the flesh on his body within minutes.

What was it like to be a thing of the flesh?