The Starving Beast - Benighted

Silent crowd staring, aligned in a deadly regularity

Pride of place, sense of solemnity

A taste of sweat, funeral atmosphere

Gathered to feed the lion with impure

It’s happening again

All the bloodthirsty witnesses waiting for fluids to get spilled

Barbaric admiration

Stitched mouths and dead eyes with cruel glances

The alpha-male untied

Reach satisfaction, where the world ends

Every tension gone only remains the shame

Surrounded by emptiness

Again, darkness settled upon the place in a hoarse rumbling

Majestic beast appearance, freed from its unspeakable dark, in its glorious

height

Harmonious moves, vice dancing in violence

Chaotic rhythm of the strong grip

Reflections of deformed grimaces

Echoes of the untold

While mute witnesses are stained with fluids

And time comes to turn off the lights

The starving beast

Again, darkness settled upon the place in a hoarse rumbling

Majestic beast appearance, freed from its unspeakable dark, in its glorious

height