Beneath this skin is only meat;
mar the flesh and pluck out the bones–
he shall; he only waits to have me weak.

Insatiable and predatory he awaits me–
I can feel the lure of his greed
as I exert myself to try to resist him.

He prowls and scavenge to espy me,
and my hiding is a useless trial.

Ravished and barren lies my skin,
piled up, unrecognisable heap,
He licks his lips; savours the blood and gore
and I am nothing more.

He prowls and scavenge to espy me,
and my hiding is a useless trial.