Dead Head The Feast Begins At Dawn
Naked women on the ground Fear stained in their eyes Fate of death lost in time Tomorrow is black and cold Chorus: Masturbation My sensation Sperm of my dark dreams Masturbation Sensation The bodies will be raped Mutilation My sensation Institute of pain Mutilation Sensation There is no awe for God Leave the ways that you've been thaught The future can be cruel Let no-one tell you God is dead For man is not to say Chorus The eyes of evil are starring cold Her twisted body lies in her blood Rising torment carneted corpse Thorns of hatred drive me insane Stench of young blood The Feast begins at Dawn Expulsion of Christ Religion of the Dead Master of lies this God is weak Curtain unfolds The Feast begins at Dawn Morbid Awkward You'll find the carna l veil Dark eye Cultures The feast begins at Dawn Black dawn Undead Whisper hate with silent breath Unknown Instinct The Feast begins at Dawn