Trust Obey - Hands Of Clay lyrics

A body of clay covered with mouths The mouth over my heart is small and wounded The mouth over my stomach is dry and hollow The mouth over my liver has rotted teeth Piss leaks out and poisons my skin The mouth in my back, over my spine, Is soft and wet - it cries and cries The mouth in my head never opens In all this time, it's never spoken The palms of these hands, these hands of clay, Have mouths of steel with grinning, sharp, razor tongues Kiss the mouths in my hands Let me run them over your body I promise you they won't bite There's nothing to fear, nothing to hide - they just want to taste you I am only made of clay, but these metal mouths in my hands are always, always, always hungry... There's nothing Nothing left