Beast Of Honor Lyrics - Singles - Auf Der Maur

I'm a taste test, at the beast fest, 

Got your crest on my breast 

Take one look at your cook 

Feed yourself, I'm on a hook 

(At this feast of ours) 

The feast taste, you could say 

Paints my taste on his face 

(I'm in disguise, at this feast of ours, hours of devours) 

Fall into the arms 

Of a souvenir of healing 

What a weak feeder, oh oh oh 

Fall into the arms 

Of a souvenir of healing 

What a weak feeder, oh oh oh 

I'm a harm healer 

Such a weak feeder 

What a gut teaser on a hook 

I'm on a hook, I'm on a hook 

Smell that cook 

No more ditch dealer 

I'm your dream digger 

At this feast of ours, 

I'm the beast of honor, Honor 

Fall into the arms 

Of a souvenir of healing 

What a weak feeder, oh oh oh 

I'm in disguise, 

At this feast of ours