the lions lay in tall grass
and I was trying to be good
but *******
they get what they want
always
I was trying to be good
but good is never good enough
and close is never close enough
and full is never full enough
they are here and they are now
the lions don't wait
they don't ask permission
strike at will
pulling at my insides
gnawing away
for a quick meal
how can I survive?
with the heart so red
and satisfying to the palate
can't continue to have them breaking
it like bread for their fill
they are like god to disciple
they command and you
can only obey
how can one survive

you see
it only takes one taste
to spark the beast inside
I was trying to be good
but the hunger overflows
and it is eat or be eaten
in this existence
the lions lay in tall grass
but they only move
on my command now
I'm sorry it happened this way
it is **** or be killed
and I am not ready to
fall in love
so I am the new god
and these lions now
whimper when I pass
unless I call for them
and I am so hungry
oh I am so ravenous
I tried to be good
but its tempt or be tempted
and they turn from predator
to prey at the touch
and they are mine
they are mine
and they are delicious