This suffering must come to and end!
These razors within me must be expelled!
Whoever dreamed such a glorious dream?
That a tremendous expulsion could bring me such joy?
The release of the pressure, an end to the suffering!
This warm, moist feeling as I leave you behind
The glorious emptiness within me brings tears to my eyes
But now it must be filled with the giver of life
Gorge myself with it's sweetness, keep it all for myself
There is none left for you
I am not yet complete. I must devour you as well
Your life's blood will become a part of me
You're a part of me
For I'm the almighty Bunt