Satiate - Son of Sam

In the circle of dying time

there’s a thinning of salt,

What was kept from slipping in will be soaring out

A color

that can’t be described,

A power

that can’t, can’t be denied

This is the hunger and I’ll feed

I WANT IT, I WANT IT,

What died long ago I glady sold cause I, I I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WANT IT ALL

Radiating with blinding light

a newborn spreads it’s wings,

And beneath the starving crawl

to taste of better things

A color

that can’t be described,

A power

that can’t, can’t be denied

This is the hunger and I’ll feed

I WANT IT, I WANT IT,

What died long ago I glady sold cause I, I I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WANT IT ALL

Ohhhh, this is the hunger and I’ll feed

I WANT IT, I WANT IT,

What died long ago I glady sold cause I, I I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WANT IT,

This is the hunger and I’ll feed

I WANT IT, I WANT IT,

What died long ago I glady sold cause I, I I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WANT IT ALL