Song | Feeding Frenzy |
Artist | Dagon |
Album | Terraphobic |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Shadow! | |
The smell of blood in the water is as thick as fortress walls | |
and twice as strong | |
The predator moves with unimaginable grace and speed | |
Death rides on crimson waves | |
with not a scythe, but jaws of steel | |
Each action chosen with precision | |
to feast upon its prey | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail in the coffin | |
Fatality comes on seas of blood | |
in the silent ocean depths, | |
circling its victims with eyes of no color or penitence | |
Claiming another victim, | |
man learns once again | |
saltwater is a poor anesthetic for an impromptu amputation | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail in the coffin | |
Feeding frenzy | |
The carnage begins | |
Basic instinct to feed on human skin | |
Total carnage | |
The scene is set | |
In the end you’ll beg for death | |
The whitecaps break as the beast rises from the deep, | |
his gaping maw inviting eternal sleep, | |
his glistening skin stained scarlet with blood | |
Submerged again within the sanguine flood | |
Feeding frenzy | |
The carnage begins | |
Basic instinct to feed on human skin | |
Total carnage | |
The scene is set | |
In the end you’ll beg for death | |
You'll beg for death | |
You'll beg for death | |
You'll beg for death |
Shadow! | |
The smell of blood in the water is as thick as fortress walls | |
and twice as strong | |
The predator moves with unimaginable grace and speed | |
Death rides on crimson waves | |
with not a scythe, but jaws of steel | |
Each action chosen with precision | |
to feast upon its prey | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail in the coffin | |
Fatality comes on seas of blood | |
in the silent ocean depths, | |
circling its victims with eyes of no color or penitence | |
Claiming another victim, | |
man learns once again | |
saltwater is a poor anesthetic for an impromptu amputation | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail in the coffin | |
Feeding frenzy | |
The carnage begins | |
Basic instinct to feed on human skin | |
Total carnage | |
The scene is set | |
In the end you' ll beg for death | |
The whitecaps break as the beast rises from the deep, | |
his gaping maw inviting eternal sleep, | |
his glistening skin stained scarlet with blood | |
Submerged again within the sanguine flood | |
Feeding frenzy | |
The carnage begins | |
Basic instinct to feed on human skin | |
Total carnage | |
The scene is set | |
In the end you' ll beg for death | |
You' ll beg for death | |
You' ll beg for death | |
You' ll beg for death |
Shadow! | |
The smell of blood in the water is as thick as fortress walls | |
and twice as strong | |
The predator moves with unimaginable grace and speed | |
Death rides on crimson waves | |
with not a scythe, but jaws of steel | |
Each action chosen with precision | |
to feast upon its prey | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail in the coffin | |
Fatality comes on seas of blood | |
in the silent ocean depths, | |
circling its victims with eyes of no color or penitence | |
Claiming another victim, | |
man learns once again | |
saltwater is a poor anesthetic for an impromptu amputation | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail | |
Face of terror, the end is near | |
Bodies writhing with pain and fear | |
A watery grave welcomes you in, | |
and each razor sharp tooth is a nail in the coffin | |
Feeding frenzy | |
The carnage begins | |
Basic instinct to feed on human skin | |
Total carnage | |
The scene is set | |
In the end you' ll beg for death | |
The whitecaps break as the beast rises from the deep, | |
his gaping maw inviting eternal sleep, | |
his glistening skin stained scarlet with blood | |
Submerged again within the sanguine flood | |
Feeding frenzy | |
The carnage begins | |
Basic instinct to feed on human skin | |
Total carnage | |
The scene is set | |
In the end you' ll beg for death | |
You' ll beg for death | |
You' ll beg for death | |
You' ll beg for death |