Hunt Again

I've swallowed my quarry
 And now lie paralyzed
 With assimilation's pain
 And indulgence's misshapen form
 I am a snake
 And I will resume
 My contours
 Then I'll hunt again
 There really is no choice
 How do we survive
 I like to think I surprise myself
 But that's a tired joke
 I watch myself as I do my best
 No drama anymore
 When reason turns to riot gear
 There's no control, I lose myself again
 These maniacal rituals that got me going, but just
 How do you survive
 So sudden are my movements
 Not a drop of blood is spilled
 I'm quiet beneath the roaring sun
 I leave my signature scrawled softly in the sand
 The only trace of a dead obsession
 'Cuz I'm a snake
 And I will resume
 My contours
 Then I'll hunt again