A La Carte'

As a cold empty beast with a hungry heart I seek to find you, find love and eat you. And eat my fill, all I want a la carte So tempt me with your eyes and come through I want the best, so let's go 'cordon bleu.' And howl and hoot under a blood-red moon. I want to devour you, run-barefoot through That meadow rue, I want to read that rune. Find divinity, the beauty of my beast I want her to warm me, my insides out I want her to tease me with a love feast, I want to be her first and last takeout. I want to baste you in rosemary and thyme And have you, darling, anytime-all-the time.