Tuskcutter

Poachers beware!
I am savy
With that machete on ivory?
I'm impaired
It's the season
For skin to fall
From hides of the hunter's bear
Now decide how you fair
Tonight's the night the predator is prey
Sharpen blades!
You live your life as a poacher
You seem to care just like the road ahead
And take your tusk and pass on
You've cut the animal!
They say you claim to reprise your role
You have a target painted
On your forehead it bears the mark
Now you run
All of the ones who cut the tusk
They say to reprise your role
I'm sick of all the blood
The ground's all like fire
But the time has it soaken up
So just this once i have taken
This role from the cutter of bones
You live your life as a poacher
You seem to care just like the road ahead
So expose your throat as i sharpen blades
You've cut the animal
I am the fucking butcher
I am the fucking butcher
I am the fucking butcher
I am the fucking butcher
I will be the one who will cut the sores
From the palms of the hands of a god