LYRIC

I am talking to my belly all it says is: eat the animal
Some fruits won't likely satisfy the pains I'm going through

Restraint is a word that sounds too absurd
Those hippies have no clue

The tiger on the table just said to me:
In Russia food eats you

And when I start to think about
These funny life-forms created just for me
I will never get enough
To eradicate, we are made

To eradicate, we are made
To eradicate, we are made

I'm looking at the plate in front of me, I opt for gorilla's balls
It helps to get me appetite for sharks' eyes ragout

Abrosia is a word I never ever heard
I simply have no clue

The raptor on the table just said to me
Make fast our I'll eat you

And when I start to think about
These fine meals created just for me
I will never get enough
To eradicate, we are made

To eradicate, we are made
To eradicate, we are made

Our voracity… Eats the enemy

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