Lyrics Manipulation Domination Control - Sonance

To honour the kill is to use every part of the prize
We'll spill offal, throw to the ground to sustain the wolf
Sharpen ribs, to blade to perpetuate the hunt and return
Tan the skin, create a sheath and dress my blade
Tendon and sinew
Bind razor'd bone to leather
Grasp digging through the carcass
Clots cling and discolour my hands
The goal, the heart
I'll wear the colour till end task done
Full lungs, iron taste gags in throat

Lacquer the heart
Mount it on rosewood

On the cold ground where your body lays
Where the dead feet walk, to an open grave
There's a silence here, you cannot mistake
At an ending now, only i'll dictate
Collect my spirit wives, for the afterlife
Inside it was ashes, feel your body burn
Hunter of the masses, point of no return
Strangulation hold, as you're disembowelled

Night came down, sudden there's a rip
Night came down, the trees shake, my mind aches, so guilty yet barren and clear
It's not enough to eat her, consume him, absorb them and make them my whole
I must find a place now for bone dust, for clothing, possessions and fragments of skull

I cut you into pieces
I swallow you with salt
Like stones in the river
I sink to the floor
I flow, I flow, I flow
Drained of blood
Precious holy water
Unclean, unclean, unclean
Calculated cruelty
Your head again I struck
Tongue against the sacred
And fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Lift me out of this shit life
Into the shade of the forest
MANIPULATION DOMINATION CONTROL

The kill, the vomit
The blade, the butcher
The honour is to display
Choke back, the gagging
The spit floods the maw
This is more than me

I am not afraid
I am not ashamed
You are honoured

Hang the trophy high
Revere its violence
It is tribute, it is death
The remembrance known only to us
Its mark, eternal

Returning to where my hunt bled out
Scabs and bile and remnants of limb
Decay and sweetly perfumed feeding the earth
Anew fungus fills the wooded carpet
Spores in my lungs
Auroras in eyes

I am not afraid
I am not ashamed
You are honoured