Feast In The Blood
Little corpses mutilated
Torn to pieces bodies
Bleeding veins and crushed bones
Children killed for a pleasure
Ripped out from mother's womb
Feast in their blood
Ritual death
Little heads nailed to walls
Entrails slashed by the steel
Gore and vomits on our hands
In a chalice deformed brain
Eat their bodies, drink their blood
Feast in their blood
Ritual death
Morbid priests dance in fire
Fulfill their desire
Feast in the blood.
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