The Praying Mantis

A certain scent lies in the air
So familiar, so tempting
Being able to resistis pratically invain

Pheromones weakening the senses
Is this amazing stench a trap or an honest signal
In either way she'll be waiting
They're always waiting, they're always waiting

This situation, it really sucks
The urge won't let you quiet, if you do you're fucked
No choice to make, you know what's to do
Hope she wants the cake and not eat it too

I know what she is capable of
My limbs are trembling, my face feels numb

This situation, it really sucks
The urge won't let you quiet, if you do you're fucked
No choice to make, you know what's to do
Hope she wants the cake and not eat it too

The gruesome ritual is inavoidable
It's not like there would be a choice
Carefully approaching destiny
With flapping wings and a swaying abdomen
Try to focus and concentrate

And even if that hurdle should be accomplished
There is no guarantee one'll see the next sunrise
The odds of her tearing off one's head and starting to chow on it

While the rest of ones eventual carcass keeps on mating
to the point where she decides to devour the rest of one's pityfull
remains are fairly said more than bad

Enough time has be wasted
Let's get it on I know the cost
Cause once you've tasted
You know, you're lost

This situation, it really sucks
The urge won't let you quiet, if you do you're fucked
No choice to make, you know what's to do
Hope she wants the cake and not eat it too