Cannibal vs. Cunning

I'm the [Incomprehensible] that reminds you of your blessing

And I'm reaper that takes them away

To a place where they can lay there

And wilt and rot away

Leave it to the cannibal now

Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again

Leave it to the cannibal now

Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again

I'm the glorified liar sending you sentiment

And then posing as the innocent

You don't know about ignorance or pain

But you said you could take it away

Leave it to the cannibal now

Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again

Leave it to the cannibal now

Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again

Leave it to the cannibal now

Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again

Leave it to the cannibal now

Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again

You call this inspiration, I call this a charade

Driven by institution, hell-bent on having the stain

I should grab all these cannibals

Lay them all in a straight line

And deny their requests for more, more, more, more

Leave it to the cannibal now

Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again

Leave it to the cannibal now

Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again

Leave it to the cannibal now

Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again

Leave it to the cannibal now

Feed him what's left of us, the cunning wins again