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Cannibal Vs. Cunning
(album: Vices)
I�m the sadist that reminds you of your blessing,
And the reaper that takes them away
To a place where they can lay there,
And wilt and rot away.
And this cell�s just as cold as you left it,
And I�m scratching the walls to escape it.
Leave it to the Cannibal now.
Feed him what�s left of us, the rest of us.
Leave it to the Cannibal now.
Feed him what�s left of us. The Cunning wins again.
I�m the glorified liar sending you sentiment,
And then posing as the innocent.
You don�t know about ignorance or pain,
But you said you could take it away.
And this cell�s just as cold as you left it,
And I�m scratching the walls to escape it.
Leave it to the Cannibal now.
Feed him what�s left of us, the rest of us.
Leave it to the Cannibal now.
Feed him what�s left of us. The Cunning wins again.
You call this inspiration. I call this a charade.
Driven by institution. Hell-bent on cleaning the stain.
I should grab all these cannibals, lay them all in a straight line,
And deny their requests for more, more, more.
Leave it to the Cannibal now.
Feed him what�s left of us, the rest of us.
Leave it to the Cannibal now.
Feed him what�s left of us. The Cunning wins again.
