Pig - Lamentous Momentous lyrics

Hmm throat-taker Hmmm throat Hmmm throat-taker Hmm forget Well like a story of the air To which you weaken with despair In this fear-feud blood with food-wine For which I'm fed This place you hide I recognize And thank you Ill be alive I am the person Of most despise When I start to feel alive I dream of something I can never have again This twisted tortured lie That wastes on you in vain Just one more crooked lie I crawl and begin to rectify Within the ma** and crumbling stench Hatred hates- Here is quenched I feed your fist You feed the fire You are the fuel In the funeral pyre Now the blade turns to the wrist And does that special gift I dream of something I can never have again This twisted tortured lie That wastes on you in vain This distorted deception that wastes on you in vain