Testi:
Creatures The Feast

The bursting balloon cocktails are soon Young glands young flesh invade the room A sardonic mood, ugh... Watch the rich fatty eating raw fish With avid

Kula ula ula poni Alani melemele polu Akala oma oma o Come to the festival of colours Celebrate the festival of colours Shake your serpent thrashing

The dawning is over The morning is over And I can't look into your eyes A cold November morning A shivering new dawning I watched your energy slide It

OH YEAH!!! the blighting masses of creatures lusting for the taste of flesh seep slowly in your chamber of rotting limbs die quickly fiendish cannibals

ago. I fell on my knees, staring blankly at the yellow-gray, stiff page. I saw peaks covered by snow, the whole mountain massif topped with Cyclop like buildings, flying creatures

fallen, the hunt begins... Vengeful carnage 'neath the moon! And as I put brand to her pyre, I swore then to my gods that those vile creatures who tore

by belief, yearning by deceit Behind each embracing creature I saw thousand fighting beasts I saw the furious black colours Like the jaws of a bloody feast

Its them, not God they meet Unholy creatures swarming the coffin Fighting for mouthfuls of flesh Invading the tombs of the recently buried, to feast

3 months in, and we've stayed between the righteous cones Jesus Christ be the Lord of our Love jones No ones home and she needs company for the feast