A comped meal

We know all the monsters by name
we know all the things they’ve taken
we know the blood upon their hands
and the flesh between their teeth
we know how the monsters hunt
and we know just where they sleep
we know what all they want is
we know what makes them tick
we break down all the reasons
we won’t jump on it
we know all the monsters
we know them all by name
and when they kill again
we will remember today
that everybody knew
that bastard meant to kill
but when we leave the funeral
we excuse the bill.

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