We were swollen lanterns of prey
Lighting the way for hunger to feast
Our firm young skin free to befoul
Caressing [bad word] of the beast

Bodies like toys 
bargain for favours
The gift of sacrifice

Wiping my body never again clean
Guilt bleeds from taste of my sin
In my shame are memories of passion
The one thing of pleasure within

Bodies like toys 
bargain for favours
The gift of sacrifice

No flowers to spare, she gave herself them
And when she returned she was, she was
Still still

Bodies like toys 
bargain for favours
The gift of sacrifice