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 grisly bloodfeast

And that blood is just so real
Because you just can't fake it
And that blood is just so real
Because you 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 grisly bloodfeast

I'm possessing your death
Possessing your blood, possessing your head
'Cause it's a privileged 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 you just can't fake it
And that blood is just so real
Because you just can't fake it

And that blood
And that blood

I'm possessing your death
Possessing your blood, possessing your demise
For a grisly 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 you just can't fake it
And that blood is just so real
Because you just can't fake it

And that blood
And that blood