Prime Cuts

Last call One last wakeup call We'll feast Until we reach our own fall Ignoring the chances We push on the path Scalping the soil Sowing the seeds Of a dead future Parasitical hunger Consumes, expands Feeds the eternal void of man Last call One last wakeup call We'll fight For the prime cuts of it all Dig in Cut off the flesh of the earth Until there's nothing Left but our doom