Abattoir Songtext
von Drought

And you′ll be wrapped in cellophane
While I hold the forceps
We meditate upon the center of the stage
She duly noted: "Behold my prey!"

They won't stop feeding til I call the ambulance
Tied oh so sweetly, muzzled and in renascence
You scream aloud hagiographic and it blooms like chanterelle
In a cold evaporation, darling, you cannot tell
One hand uncovers the other naked and exposed
Hanging from the ceiling ready for winnow


Strung up my heroes
They don′t speak for me
Bloodletting heals in time so I'll let it be

Saccharina
You consummate for your collection
I thought we were the same?
I'm begging you to stay

Like poultice on a wound

And you′ll be wrapped in cellophane
While I hold the forceps
We meditate upon the center of the stage
She duly noted: "Behold my prey!"