The Hand That Feeds
Trash Talk * Track #1 On Trash Talk
The Hand That Feeds Lyrics
Struck down like dogs. You live on hand and knee and wait for nothing
A tangled mass of flesh and teeth, bite back the hand that feeds
The song remains the same: stillborn unto their pain
Submission stretched from head to toe across your lifeless frame
Kill or be killed
Sin or be blessed
Bite of the hand
Taste of the flesh