The Flesh Party

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Pump the volume, party hard
Don’t you care of all the blood
Take a seat on my right side
This could be the last time
Pump the volume, party hard
Don’t you care of all the blood
One another we are hungry
The flesh party is starting

Step inside, have no fear
Welcome to the last supper, my dear
Fellow dinner or main course
You know the flesh is weak, no exceptions
How much life coming to an end
But nothing is destroyed, everything is transformed
Tonight is gonna be the night
So are you ready to taste such delight?

You won’t resist
Become the beast
Let’s start the feast
The flesh party

Here’s no dinner, here’s no banquet
We devour here – We mangle
Close the door, we’re all in there
Dog eat dog, man eat man
The flesh party

The flesh party starts
The flesh party starts now