w/ Billy Bosco & Larry Tillman

Taste of Meat

Yanked by words
And dragged to the block
And I know you don’t really
Want to see my head off

It just turns you on
To see me helpless on my knees
Oh but the beast the least expected to forgo loyalty
He’s lying right at my feet

And the chain of order
It will create the scene
And it is that same chain
That will make such a scene

And a tightrope
Of comings and goings
Just above the messes below
Will be

The only way over

Deep, deep, deep, deep gnarly growls
And rows, and rows, and rows of throats
Between the sharpest ivory
I’ve got lions at my feet

And the beast pants at me
He’s waiting

To get a taste of meat

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