Maud The Deer Tamer

Flaring night, we're screaming under tunnels
There are crows, like dogs that chase me under
And the dream came finally true
And suddenly all my insides were ready
For your hunger

Hands, hands, hands, hands shaking
Hands, hands, hands, digging out

Break loose dancing, raw hooves
Mud around your orange throat, aflame with fear
Gates and jails still near