Voracious children and wolves
Sharpen their teeth on our bones
Carrion feeds the wretched
Vacant eyes peer through the hole
Beggars and thieves bring down [bad word] enemy
While pawnshop kings and corner queens
All hawk their souls for gold
Lifelong victims pound and claw at the ground
Searching for any way out of their skin
Writhe in the [bad word] bloom
Trying to find beauty in flesh torn from me
Trying so hard not to lose you
In cobwebs and empty hearts
Lifelong victims pound and claw at the ground
Searching for a way out of their skin
Writhe in the [bad word] bloom
Witness the ghostlike shades of ourselves
Searching for any way out of our skin
Writhe in the [bad word] bloom
Suffer no fools they will not have their day
Your broken wings drag us down into the shadows
There's no room for foul soil on this good earth