Bloodfeast - Misfits

When they pull out her tongue

Pull off her face, pluck out her eyes

Well the blood runs cold for

When it drips from the mouth

Be forewarned, be prepared

For a grizzly bloodfeast

And that blood is real

Because I just can’t fake it And that blood is just so real

Because I just can’t fake it When you think of severed heads

Think of my face, think that you’re alive

Well I guess I fooled you

When you think of my face

Think of your blood, think that you’re dead

'Cause it’s a grizzly bloodfeast

I’m possessing your death

Possessing your blood, possessing your head

'Cause it’s a grizzly bloodfeast

I’m possessing your heart

Possessing your tongue, possessing your blood

'Cause it just won’t fake you

And that blood is real

Because I just can’t fake it And that blood is just so real

Because I just can’t fake it And that blood, and that blood

I’m possessing your death

Possessing your blood, possessing your demise

For a grizzly bloodfeast

I’m possessing your heart

Possessing your tongue, possessing your blood

'Cause it just won’t fake you

And that blood is just so real

Because I just can’t fake it And that blood is just so real

Because I just can’t fake it And that blood, and that blood