Meat, blood, blood
Sweat, sweat, meat, meat
Close the door
Shouldn't burn yet
The wires get hotter
Palms are glowing
This is hot meat
This is metallic blood
This is hot meat
This is open sweat
Show you with my fingers
Draw with the eye
With your own breath
Ill tear your lungs
Here is hot meat
This is metallic blood
Here is hot meat
This is open sweat
This side of blackest meadows
I make my winter dwelling
And crush my bones
This is hot meat
This is metallic blood
This is, ooh, hot meat
Ill sail out the window
Ill walk down the edge
I will not finish
Until Im fully satisfied
This is hot meat
This is metallic blood
This is hot meat
This is open sweat