Feeding Time Lyrics - Deeds Of Flesh

A hungry pack 

Of ferocious beasts 

Only desires 

Are that of meat 

Something big 

Is coming this way 

With only two 

It will surely be 

Our nights prey 

Stalking stealthfully 

The smell is increasing 

Seeing the victim 

They soon will be eating 

Pound of flesh 

Standing there waiting 

Moving under the tree 

Attacked by two then three 

Tearing at the back and neck 

The gian releases a fit of sreams 

Try to run away 

But one has the leg 

Ripping it down we have it now 

Torn to pieces for the feeding 

Go for the corpse 

Scrapping for meat 

Punching large teeth 

Through the skin 

Face soaked 

With bloody chunks 

Go for the corpse 

Moving under the tree 

Attacked by two then three 

Tearing at the back and neck 

The gian releases a fit of sreams 

Try to run away 

Tasting the fresh kill 

Is turning him greedy 

Only the largest eat freely