dumb animals in pit full and cock fights Attackin' each other then carjackin' at stop lights Fuck all you cold blooded race killers That's proud to be blood
Blade, ready to die? I was born ready motherfucker Daywalkerv Yo, yo, yo, it's the feast of the blood with sin Unleash the beast within I walk around
Good King Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen, when the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shown the moon that night, though
do you want l-l-love? Oh, God is l-l-love So tell me what's your label that you're so proud to wear And do you feast as the table of religious despair
them be your doggies We will make them kiss your ass As you bathe in gold and blood May the best boy win Let the winner beg for refuge Feast upon the
loose ends meet I've taken all my chances And still I'm missing steps Another losing battle For those left for dead I've fed their rabid feast Yet still
These are the thoughts that keep me up at night Asleep with you, dull dog bark and no bite In love with a fool feasting for my eyes Fern Dell, Fern Dell
take is your political voice The sacred cows come crashing to their knees Golden harvest reaped without intelligence There's no chance between the heavens and the seas In a blood
that was broken And all have been welcomed to come if they might Accept as their own these two tokens The bread is His body, the wine is the blood And
you see me come around Bossman! Don't take bad man fi clown Bossman! Glack we move yuh head crown Bossman! Dis in a yuh own blood yuh drown Bossman! Bad
again Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh blood
, shaking everyone's hands Vultures circle and smack their lips The sky goes black as the lightening rips The stars are new moon without pity As waves of blood
Welcome to the masquerade The ultimate feast The party that never fades Darkness unleashed As the earth is turning There's no more romance As souls are
in my head Once upon a time, and so very far away In a place that you can't find, better kneel and prey Sacrifice of blood, macabre human feast
For now we leave this world behind it's over All glory to the brave still blood will rain through storm and fire let war winds reign it's the feast
my private train And lays me down in my sleeping car She keeps my elephant out of the rain And sees to the care of my vintage cars She is the blood
Your head is a temple, I walk with the lamb At your fountain I wash the blood from my hands I pray deep inside you, where no one can see Except for
other countries U.S. policy hands in everything Our intervention ends in destruction Collateral damage, the pack is rabid Foaming at the mouth awaiting the feast