The Words – we are animal

We are animal

Primal

Going for the jugular

We destroy it all, flesh from bones

What is left is rotting

We are rotting

Hope is in the worms

The ground that we become

We feed the earth and life begins again

Let the vultures have our bones

We have no use for them now

We will take the life and hope that’s left

In this love

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