This is where jackals roam
new predator, scavengers of our soul
this is where hunger leads
on empty streets with empty hearses passing by

all the time I’ve been lied by
paper clerks who want us to abide
this is the land of fraud
its rabid eyes exorcise the killing spree

Behold! the jackals approach
Marching silently
Locked on my mortal remains
Tear me patiently

the silence will lead us to reason

Just when we walk to the edge of the world
We are what we are
With no sheep clothes all naked to the bones
We take what we crave
In locusts’ hordes, the blacken skies we float
We are what we are what we are what we are

This is our stealth design
our stomach mind to snatch your shadow
Each thirty night we feed
on tears and fears, on your frozen sleep
We ditch your leftovers
in some dead end joint, burnt down
So welcome home, you fucker
don’t look, don’t speak, let us collect your dreams

Behold! the jackals approach
We strike as animal drones
Feed us your carnal disgrace
Feed us your emptiness

(My eyes see but I'm numb trash
Their jaws are knives to my flesh)

The silence will lead us to reason

Turn to ash, turn to dust
to something that won't last
Turn around

Turn to weed, turn to snow
to something that won't grow
Turn around

Turn to earth, turn to sky
Turn to something that will die
Turn around

We are what we are
we take what we came for

We are what we are
we take what we came for
We are what we are
We slay what we aim for

We are what we are
we lynch what we crave for
We are what we are
we kill what we love

we kill what we love

we’re just like pigs