you want a taste of my brain? okay, it's yours anyway. a bite of my eye? all right, i won't put up a fight.
as you open up my ribs, the blood flows out like a river. you strip my bones away as you indulge in my liver.
and the more that i am in pain, the more that you'll gain. and to me, that seems like a pretty fair trade.
you bite, my nervous system ignites.
the tormenting spite, sacrifices must be made.