The Gator Pit

When you look at me, I look ordinary

Just an average person, nothing special here

You can't see what hunger hides behind my eyes

Savagery and dark sadistic vices lie

Images and thoughts and bloody primal urges

Thoughts of a kind that make me kinda nervous

But I can't get rid of my predator spirit

So I dug a mental swamp, my own gator pit

 

No matter what, I'm always hungry, in a certain kind of way

My mind bombards me with this bullshit every single fuckin' day

Don't want to go prison, so I keep the goddamn beast at bay

Erotophonophilia sadly does not just go away

And even though I've chosen peace

I still have to feed the beast

On opened bodies, spilling guts, and every kind of violence

So when my lyrics come out sounding like a brand-new Slayer hit

It's 'cause it's time to throw some meat

down into the gator pit

 

When you look at me, I look ordinary

Just an average person, nothing special here

But somewhere deep inside the hunger waits

Needs can't be denied, there is no escape

From these cruel intrusive cannibal desires

But there's no excuses, so I must not be weak

The monster never sleeps, it whispers in my ear

I can choose not to act, but I can't choose not to hear

 

No matter what, I'm always hungry, in a certain kind of way

My mind bombards me with this bullshit every single fuckin' day

Don't want to go prison, so I keep the goddamn beast at bay

Erotophonophilia sadly does not go away

And even though I've chosen peace

I still have to feed the beast

On opened bodies, spilled guts, and every kind of violence

So when my lyrics come out sounding like a brand-new Slayer hit

It's 'cause it's time to throw some meat

down into the gator pit

 

Like a serpent hunting out at midnight

No one sees unless I choose to bite

And when I go outside, no one looks at me

'Cause when you look at me, I look ordinary ...