An Anvil 가사

Here you come Brandishing weapons You've got only one And it's not even sharp Gnashing your teeth I'm the cave To your matador Or else I'm the bull Either way You're in charge And the day rings As bright As an anvil But I've sought The shade of your Pendulous tongue And the night falls As heavy as an anvil But I've kept My warmth in the wool Of your lungs Here you come Harpoons for fingers Haven't the fins To defend me from harm Flashing your teeth You're a real First class carnivore I'm not the meal But still You're in charge And the looks were As hot as an anvil But I've gone to sleep In the shade Of your tongue And the mood was As black As an anvil But I've sought The warmth In the balm Of your lungs