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