Bloodfeast کے بول

When they pull out her tongue Pull off her face, pluck out her eyes Well, the blood runs cold for When it drips from the mouth Be forewarned, be prepared For a grisly bloodfeast And that blood is just so real Because you just can't fake it And that blood is just so real Because you just can't fake it When you think of severed heads Think of my face, think that you're alive Well, I guess I fooled you When you think of my face Think of your blood, think that you're dead 'Cause it's a grisly bloodfeast I'm possessing your death Possessing your blood, possessing your head 'Cause it's a privileged bloodfeast I'm possessing your heart Possessing your tongue, possessing your blood 'Cause it just won't fake you And that blood is just so real Because you just can't fake it And that blood is just so real Because you just can't fake it And that blood And that blood I'm possessing your death Possessing your blood, possessing your demise For a grisly bloodfeast I'm possessing your heart Possessing your tongue, possessing your blood 'Cause it just won't fake you And that blood is just so real Because you just can't fake it And that blood is just so real Because you just can't fake it And that blood And that blood