Holiness Of a Cannibal

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

Climbing out of the mire
The moss hangs low
Under a silver Moon
Your vanity glows

Shoving our dilemma to the side
Doting on a chance at a better life
Swallowing the dread rooted inside
Betting on a dance with a fated vine
Yeah

Move me back into to the wetlands
Dreams of deserts fade away
Entrenched in bog, I am the Swamp-Man
And I devour repose in the Everglades
In the Everglades

Delusion flows through the reeds
Under a silver Moon
Fantasy’s breathing, softly

Shoving our dilemma to the side
Doting on a chance at a better life
Swallowing the dread rooted inside
Betting on a dance with a fated vine
Yeah

Refi my hopeless fatal pursuit
Keep her placated, buy her an animal
Refi the whole thing, work towards my doom
Bow to the holiness of a cannibal

Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh