Wolf It Down

The fruit of youth Develops a bitter taste As the hungers grows It leaves less on the plate And as you travel down canals And move toward the light I found that the old timer devil man was right That revenge is the taste of their tears in your cup As you cruise down rivers awash with their blood Bloat on your renown Wolf it down Suck it til you drown Wolf it down As the hand of darkness leads you To your place at the table I will fasten your bib As you eat your last meal Nothing is enough For the man to whom enough is too little Bloat on your renown Wolf it down Suck it til you drown Wolf it down Let's summon up the demons And pain of the of the dead That died so you can go fuck without guilt When the substance is lacking And all that you have left Is the rope around your neck And the gift between your legs Bloat on your renown Wolf it down Suck it til you drown Wolf it down Blood beneath the ground Wolf it down Standing beneath the shadows Wolf it down