Dead of the Night

Eat, no matter what, break up my bones, reap off the skin, see what's inside

Howl, for me to hear, you vicious dog, your will is free just to die

Down, behind the throat, the place to bite, pure perfection of your

Be-have-iouristic flaws, mystical dose, it simply way of survival

Low tide won't rise, it's rising upon

Full moon still cries, in the dead of the night

How long is the road, how far is the end

Too self-absorbed, among the herd

Blink, and count to one, the time has gone, there is no hope for the light

Out, the dirty soul, the maggot crawls, the air is turning eyes blind