Beast of Man

I know your name
You are the master of the darkness in the day
Of everything that's meant to be obeyed

And understand
The peace within that feels like hammers in your hands
Will bring a certain taste across the land

The taste of meat
The taste of iron you taste it in between your teeth
The teeth that turn the cogs within the street

From here to hell
The wheels are turning now but only time will tell
And even better than yourself they know you well

You are the beast of man
You are the beast

And only if
You eat the finest that the earth has got to give
Then maybe you could find a way to live

Your heart is dead
But still it beats and keeps the rhythm in your head
A map of all the places you were led

You are the beast of man
You are the beast of man

And on the ground
You find another and another shiny pound
That lead you like the piper to the sound

Of men below
The screams of men below is music to your ears
A symphony of fears for you to own

You are the beast of man
Never to come back home
You are the beast