Cut From The Belly

Man was not meant to live with beast
From the jackal to the priest
And so I go on missing a piece
Lost to the hunger of my foe
Down in the belly of my foe

I clipped the culprit from his leash
I took the instrument from it's sheath
Pretty as music a kick in the teeth
Smashed with a stunning blow
Smashed in the face of my foe

All the animals on my street
Smell the blood and the rotten meat
But I reattached what they tried to eat
Cut from the belly of my foe
Cut from the belly of my foe