I'm still so hungry I've gorged myself on frost Now I crave coal Enough to smother nativity You will be fully conscious You will absorb these ashes I'll let it settle on the line
There are a lot more wild hogs in the streets these days They gnawed straight through the bars of their pens, and bred They're colorblind, and furiously afraid of the dark They charge it down, and feast upon their pelvic bones It's to the point there's only one clear solution A sharp meat cleaver right between the eyes Hang them by their hind legs, wait for the squealing to subside A cut through the abdomen A saw through the sternum
There are a lot more wild hogs in the streets these days Now they're breaking down doors and making themselves at home Everyone's gathered outside, arguing about filing their tusks And a frightening number want to sharpen them It's to the point there's only one clear solution Start collecting tinder for a mean spit roast Ground and seasoned, yeah, we've been over this But I'm so hungry I'm nearly starved
We are past reformation There can be no compromise Only blood blending purple You will be conscious
I will make all of you watch Better be recording Cause this won't just be a warning This is the new law
Oh, to see that badge forced down your throat A ripe apple placed as a garnish I know a farm that breeds cannibals They leave no trace Not even boneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
