I see their intent, vehement! I see their hands gripping Terrible tools unforgiving Catch the meat! they cry! They come for me, the meagre prey Venal with shiver teeth, gnashing cuspids Mercenary tongues hang pendulous And drool hungry promises Crack, splinter, tracks in the earth I am betrayed by my own girth Thorns tear in the rigorous earth And my body seizes with fear I see their dishonest eyes Caught in the slaver enamour Burst from the maggot skin Vile flies birthing forth Pestilent the red swarm Vibrant nauseas hum Lascivious spittle, insatiable Their proboscis infatuated, fat on our blood Far flung from the womb In the clutch of the sands swoon Funnelled into dry river channel And my bleating throat quavers As i realise my error For now I am hemmed in and herded! All that I am, A graze, a bruise All that I am A failing echo All the I am Rendered meat Can this be all that I've been born for? The lustful gaul of bloodied hands? Am I just giving in? Am I just giving in? For the solace of old Tyton And curvature of her appease Am I just giving all? Am I just giving all? All that I am, all that I am