: The egg was spawned in our mutation pit In the bowels of your Earth it was grown Feeding on the blood of you loinspawn And all the filthy load that
as nails forever we stand Madness is all around us Betrayal lies deceit and hate Snapped one day over There will be hell to pay! Blood shed Mass murder
death Proclaim the end of wrath Against the world of death Feast the wings of death This must be the final act - when I see the virgin's blood I don'
sadistic feast Tormentor's voice is calling your name Resolved you piece by piece Keep back your delight Don't conceal your fright Tormentor's face of death - bones and blood
're so special. Special like the other ones. I'm demented, I am just like everyone In my denim, I'm protected from the blood. If I feast on your insides
And they obey everything I say, no question Suicide, plus more confession maintain aggression Mr. Ill Bill brings your body to the blood feast I'm the
to God Shed your holy grace Come down and walk among us Be tempted b the flesh Denounce he who keeps you Turn away from his light Let your eyes feast
: Feasts on the flesh of innocents killed A sacrifice to our Lord A sign from below to slaughter and kill All in the name of hell A circle of fury that
One hundred and twenty days Sodom redefined (Circle of) Excrement Kneel down before the Lords And taste the filth awaiting You A noble feast for those
: Nuclear waste lands - impending death Dwell in agony - burnt to a crisp Skin peels off - vomiting blood 1000 red suns - mushrooms clouds Dead return
blind Blinded by the nightshade of our lust Grinded to dust The wolves are here The beast of the savage lands They drink my blood They feast upon my
With one fatal kiss of exquisite bliss Your body is left pale in the wake But the vampyre catalepsy is brief And pretty soon you'll join the feast of blood
: (Traditional) Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen When the snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon
ever use? Bring 'em to their knees; isn't it enough just to win while they lose? You bring no honor to the game, you feast upon the blood and pain, But
along the river From the burial ground you might see it Leading to a temple of secrets Where they meet once a week...to dance and feast Lula is dancing
It is upon me now this nightmare beast from Hell I scream but no one comes--I know this all too well The air is crisp and clean but my blood is now running
Watchout, Cyclops is loose Beware, Cyclops is loose Watchout, Cyclops is loose Beware, Cyclops is loose On the seas of the lost horizon Where blood