(Verse 1)
Underneath the moonlight's ghastly glow,
In a shack where nightmares dance and blood starts to flow,
Bone chandeliers hang low, swaying like fate,
A feast of the living, it's the hour to satiate.
Savory whispers slice through the air,
Marinated screams soft, turns to flesh laid bare.
Skin peeled back, it’s a feast for the gods,
Sipping on the essence while they applaud.
(Chorus)
Welcome to the Cannibal party, dread