E. takes the flesh
V. likes the guts
A. loves to rip the hair and nails off
And eat them with the bones
And M. is waiting, waiting for the eyes,
The eyes, the brain and the heart

They meet me half-living
They loved me this way,
We spent time feeling
We could keep this way

They got me alive
And once I felt alive,
They kept me alive
To eat me, alive.

E. liked the calm
And V. liked to think
A. was the one I thought
Would never leave me
And M. was waiting, waiting for much more
Than I could give him, though I loved him this way.

And now I'm
Stuck inside myself.
And myself isn't good,
'Cause it was for them I kept the food good.

Now I'm by myself so
What's left of me ?
A tear and heartache
And a life to live.