They'll smell it if you change for them. And they'll go right for your throat. They'll know if you've given up and. They'll fall on you in droves. Hello young lions. Don't you want to taste some blood. Come on young lions. Hello young lions. These veins won't flow forever. Come on young lions. I'd almost given up or couldn't you fucking tell?. If I'm not shouting loud enough it's cause. I'm talking to myself. Little teeth are sharp enough to keep me on guard. Little smiles cut deep enough to open up my heart. Hello young lions. How's the taste of burning blood?. Come on young lions. Come on. Hello young lions. Don't leave this heart for vultures.. Come on young lions. Come on. This will be the end of your pride. Tear the flesh spit blood what's the price?. You don't have to go for my throat. I can cut it fine by myself. ::