Cannibal - Blood Feast

Expedition of death our story begins

Aboard the barge deception

Down the river of sins the winding and the bends

There will be no tomorrow

Forced to take a path on land

The trail is over grown

Your tour guides flee because they are scared

But some power is driving us on

You can’t see — you fall into the sand

You struggle for life — but you are damned

It’s futile to run — they’re right on your heels

Your life’s almost over — that is the deal

The cannibals are coming for you

They will hunt you down

Drooling all over themselves

Making all grunting sounds

We come to a clearing feel a gush of air

With a smell so disgusting

We all gasp and reel it smells like a meal

Finally see what we searched for

A village in this hell all people covered in mud

They look as they smell

As one looks upon that sacred pole of death

You shake in despair

The cannibals are coming for you

They will hunt you down

Drooling all over themselves

Making all grunting sounds

Breathing hot breath on you

There is no escape

All they want to do is chew

They’ll have you on their plates

At least we realize we become disdraught

The fear is too much to take

But too late to run, they surround us all

With their knives and stakes

Make a plan to escape, the cannibals move in

With hunger in their eyes

They get one person, time to dig in

And you will all die