The Gala of Gore Songtext
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The Gala of Gore Songtext
Radiant repugnance
A dazzling decay
Alluring abhorrence
A fetid bouquet
Wafting up from the dungeon
Where the corpses are laid
Prepped for the butcher
Exquisitely aged
With evil elation
And blasphemous bliss
I sharpen my cleaver
And carve into flesh
Each cut unique
In flavor and feel
Yet only the finest
Will do for this meal
A gala of gore
A festering feast
We indulge like kings
Before we ride east
To the foot of the mountains
Where the kingdom doth lie
I empty my chalice
And gaze to the sky
A dazzling decay
Alluring abhorrence
A fetid bouquet
Wafting up from the dungeon
Where the corpses are laid
Prepped for the butcher
Exquisitely aged
With evil elation
And blasphemous bliss
I sharpen my cleaver
And carve into flesh
Each cut unique
In flavor and feel
Yet only the finest
Will do for this meal
A gala of gore
A festering feast
We indulge like kings
Before we ride east
To the foot of the mountains
Where the kingdom doth lie
I empty my chalice
And gaze to the sky
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