Break forth this grand spectacle
For it is time to look at the mirror
And face the beast within
A twisted soul so long ago
Lost its very basic humanity
Frightened, lonely, vengeful, lost
Wanting, Hating, craving, relating
Give a toast to the beast,
Tonight’s spectacle has promise
Two lives live in this body
And one shall die tonight
Frightened, lonely, vengeful, lost
Wanting, Hating, craving, relating
And when you taste your own flesh,
You know the beast has won for now
Frightened, lonely, vengeful, lost
Wanting, Hating, craving, relating
And in droves the public gathers,
Sadist, gladiators, mothers and lovers,
As an open theatrical mastication
Will keep their boredom at bay
Frightened, lonely, vengeful, lost
Wanting, Hating, craving, relating
And may you pick up a souvenir,
A shred of dignity smoldering in the breeze
Like an incense to cover the smell
Covering the stench of your own shame
Frightened, lonely, vengeful, lost
Wanting, Hating, craving, relating
And when you taste your own flesh,
You know the you have won for now
Frightened, lonely, vengeful, lost
Wanting, Hating, craving, relating
