Meat Parade

from Meat Parade by The Projectionist

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Welcome to the meat parade
Where the hungry come to feast
On a cavalcade of drunken flesh
Like a carnal midnight beast
They arrive like lambs to the slaughter
And dignity swiftly dies
It’s throat cut in a depraved dance
That twists and shakes and lies

Play the hand you hold
In a bid to raise your score
Such is the libertine’s game
For the prize that lasts a night
Or maybe this one will remain
An accolade from inside her thighs
The type you cannot see
One that might sterilize

You're such a state
You should take a look at yourself

Darling, what’s your name? she said
It doesn't matter to you
She proclaimed "I'm only living in the moment"
Instead, she lived her life on her back
We were only filling a hole
With the hole of someone else

Welcome to the meat parade
Where the hungry come to feast
On a cavalcade of drunken flesh
Like a carnal midnight beast
They arrive like lambs to the slaughter
And dignity swiftly dies
It’s throat cut in a depraved dance
That twists and shakes and lies

Everyone is welcome here
So eat whilst the feast is flowing
We wouldn't want you to starve
Even the offal still tastes sweet
But go on, ask yourself
Is this really what you want?
If you're faking one thing
Are you faking everything else?

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from Meat Parade, released October 1, 2012
Written, recorded, and produced by The Projectionist.

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