Blood Feast

He sees the body unprepared Stalking the prey everywhere Moves in for the kill tonight Bow down to his will and might Too late to run Raise of the sledge Bring it down on her head Hunting victims out of lust Embedding the terror His sledge will never

Sleep in the day, come out at night Trapped in coffin all locked up tight Chain won't hold he'll be free When he comes around take your wives and flee Looks upon you with his hypnotic gaze You feel your thoughts blur then daze Shows no reflection cau

Hunger calling, stomach growling No food around to feast Haven't eaten for so long Tastebuds no longer in need Looking upon mirages Of piles of infested grain Bellies bloated beyond their limit They're only filled with air and pain The smell of rotti