lowbrow - Bloody Meat

Feel the hunger, fear the hunger, feel the hunger, feed the hunger.
Smell of blood drives the soul the search, the hunt, the kill to quench the need to feed it will.
Try to run the prey that's stalked, no escape.
Impending fate the useless cry's it's time to die.
Perfecting killing technique.
The claws, the strength the teeth.
Drooling waiting the feast it will.
Devour all it sees the need to feed predatory instincts rule it's dying time.
Feel the hunger, feel the hunger, feel the hunger inside.
Fear the hunger, fear the hunger, fear the hunger inside.
Feel the hunger, feel the hunger, feel the hunger inside.
Feed the hunger, feed the hunger, feed the hunger inside.

Pounding heart pumping blood through bludging veins, feed the hunger captured prey.
Ripping flesh from tattered bones in shards remain feed the hunger for today.
Taste the sweet bloody meat nourishing make complete taste the sweet bloody meat.