Pig.

I want to feel your fucking rage
Alight lies’ book page to grave
Our blood inked river, death’s bride
Should we read into omissions lies?

Pig

Gore pigs
Gore pigs

The sculptor, the butcher, Vehemence’s pusher
Two black eyes
I sure am a looker

Pig, pig, pig, gore pig, pig, pig
Pig, pig, pig, gore pig, pig, pig

Get fucked

This is our last dance
Break neck speed
Gore pigs open and feed
This is our last chance
Pig, pig, pig, gore pig
Break neck speed
Pig, pig, pig, gore pig

Get fucked