The Hungering.

Run desire run Sexual being Run him like a blade To and through the heart No conscience One Motive Cater to the hollow Screaming feed me here Fill me up again Temporarily pacify this hungering So grow Libido throw Dominoes of indiscretions down Falling all around In cycles In circles Constantly consuming Conquer and devour Cause it's time to bring the fire down Bridle all this indiscretion Long enough to edify And permanently fill this hollow...