Carrion

(Hardly, hardly, hardly, hardly)

(Hardly, hardly, hardly, hardly)

(Hardly, hardly, hardly, hardly)

We hardly make a sound, looking down

We circle 'round and 'round, eyes so wide

There's something lifeless in the air tonight, like rawhide

It's like a secret that I found now held up to the light

In, in search of carrion

So I killed all my idols

'Cause I'm no barbarian

Just part of a cycle, a point in a spiral

Carrion

I need to feed the habit

A feet-first cesarean

You know I won't make it unless I have it

Carrion, carrion

Carrion, carrion

Not looking for a fight, just meat to chew, hear what I say

Just taking what is left like vultures do, don't look away

There's something subtle in the way you move, a shadow, a shadow

I'm like a ghost that keeps on swimming deep in an undertow

Carrion

Spelling out survival

But I'm no vulgarian

It's something that's primal, the point is the final

Carrion

I need it, so I want it, and that's it

It's epicurean

You know you won't get it unless you've got it

Carrion

Carrion

Carrion (carrion), carrion

Carrion, carrion!

Carrion

Carrion (carrion)

Carrion (carrion)

Carrion