We could all, be on a journey,

All of us, yearning,

For the taste of babies,

Feast on their flesh,

Their innocence,

Baptized in their blood,

Hey, buddy, you skipped a few steps,

Oh, that’s right, there was a great evil,

In the land, the gentle shape, of the,

Earth's body, there was so much history,

I think she remembers, the taste of me,

And the hero walked that path,

For fifty years, and throughout it all,

This baby, was still thinking of me,

The night ranger, lovely, black,

Panthers, their panties,

Pulled to the side, baby,

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I'm claiming what’s mine,

Tonight, a sword, slap, slap, slap,

Making her, go on this journey,

All night, when it was over,

She asked, daddy, where’s the hero,

And I said, baby, I’m not an architect,

Its quite possible, that he has to,

Stand on a mountain forever,

Hey, you still have to be careful,

Don’t make jokes, you can’t handle,

And the night ranger, said baby,

Don’t tempt me, is there,

A test on Friday, is reality,

Still working, are you senile,

I have to find a job, make enough money,

To shop for groceries, at Shoppers,

Take belles on dates, afford a coffee,

I need to learn, to budget, drink,

Tea and honey, are you still operational,

Captain, I think I might have fallen,

Much too far in, all I think about,

Is safety, I don’t dare risk,

Eating, somewhere around here,

Is advantage, no, I'm still not,

An architect, am I still a man,

Maybe, are the cops here,

Don’t jinx it, I might still,

Be able, to get away with it,

There’s many shadows,

To hide in, blue is still,

A big thing, there’s heavy hitters,

Out there, who still haven’t,

Fallen, I have to be careful,

Forced to make jokes, on the regular,

French vanilla, tie a bow around it,

One day, daddy will come to claim it,

Oh no, a monster, raise your bow and arrow,

Take aim, shoot, three times,

On the chest, face,

Its on your hair,

It got everywhere,

I think, things are about to get serious,

People are holding on to things,

They’re not letting go of their heartbeats,

The harvest is here, they’re waiting,

For the feast, its mating season,

Fish come and go, is your net out,

We came all the way here,

It would be a shame,

If we went home with nothing,

If it was all a joke,

I smell a virgin,

Time to fall,

The taste of diet coke,

Little Red Riding Hood,

Its so bright, so dangerous,

How could I possibly,

Come inside,

Your flesh, your blood,

I feast tonight,

Bite, bite, bite,

Swallow, a blue bird,

Are we safe, is the hunter gone,

No, unfortunately, he’s still,

In your mom’s pants.