Wolf It Down Songtext
von Carla Lippis

The fruit of youth
Develops a bitter taste
As the hungers grows
It leaves less on the plate
And as you travel down canals
And move toward the light
I found that the old timer devil man was right
That revenge is the taste of their tears in your cup
As you cruise down rivers awash with their blood

Bloat on your renown
Wolf it down
Suck it til you drown
Wolf it down


As the hand of darkness leads you
To your place at the table
I will fasten your bib
As you eat your last meal
Nothing is enough
For the man to whom enough is too little

Bloat on your renown
Wolf it down
Suck it til you drown
Wolf it down

Let′s summon up the demons
And pain of the of the dead
That died so you can go fuck without guilt
When the substance is lacking
And all that you have left
Is the rope around your neck
And the gift between your legs


Bloat on your renown
Wolf it down
Suck it til you drown
Wolf it down
Blood beneath the ground
Wolf it down
Standing beneath the shadows
Wolf it down