Paroles de The Feast

You scent is there Filled with the opposites, I swallow you, it come from within Open me more talking cursed way again Crawling up your flesh Raptor's desire of killing Dreams of human sacrifice Thoughts soaked with your fear It's a misunderstanding You're still alive Kneel down helpless whore Mayhem-Ed, shattered Feed my obsession tempt me with your wounds I'll give you mean torture Talking satisfaction again and again Spread your legs wide You climax with my knife Rapped, half dead slut I will feed my obsession With dismembered corpse