I'm the [Incomprehensible] that reminds you of your blessing And I'm reaper that takes them away To a place where they can lay there And wilt and rot away Leave it to the cannibal now Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again 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 Leave it to the cannibal now Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again Leave it to the cannibal now Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again Leave it to the cannibal now Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again 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 having the stain I should grab all these cannibals Lay them all in a straight line And deny their requests for more, more, more, more Leave it to the cannibal now Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again Leave it to the cannibal now Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again Leave it to the cannibal now Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again Leave it to the cannibal now Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again © SPINNING AUDIO VORTEX, INC; THIRSTY MOON RIVER PUBLISHING; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com