Nailed to the tongue, Weary words dissolve In the spit. When it comes to us Love is blood I crave the taste of it. Tentacle fingers Assemble to feast. Corp of a heart, hollow dark, Oh what a treat. Empty chest on display Oh is this what you wanted? Is this what you wanted? Is this what you wanted? Tentacle fingers Assemble to feast. Corp of a heart, hollow dark, Oh what a treat. Empty chest on display Oh is this what you wanted? Is this what you wanted? Is this what you wanted? Is this what you wanted from me? You let the wild flies out to feed on me. A foolish thing to do when you too could be a prey. So rotten, so sweet. So run now if you wanted me to bleed