
Moonlight Feast
[verse] Tis nearing midnight. I see the evil lurking in the dark A feast by moonlight, we see a glimpse of necromantic art Some weaklings scream, as terror takes its grip upon the timid I roll my eyes as undead horrors wanders into sight, Time for a fight [chorus] A feast by moonlight, graveyard fight I think I'll have some fun to start it off with arcane strike Our feast by moonlight, undead fight We're fighting easy prey because it's zombies, and skellies tonight Yeah Oof! [verse] You feel the earth rock and realize there's something on the way Sing Wake of Mayhem and power surges through us while we slay We clean them up and hope whatever's coming isn't bad But all the while we hear a creature tearing up the land It's out of hand [chorus] A feast by moonlight, ready for a fight There ain't no second chance against the thing so huge in size A feast by moonlight, hold on tight We're gonna face off something that is big and scary tonight [bridge] Night terrors call And more dead walk to us in their regalia Warriors of old have come seeking fare and sit at our tables (mouths open wide) This is their special night [drum solo] [verse] Don't skirt tradition, these undead who were once the mighty ones They earned their honor, so you better feed them till the story's done Now is the time for me to sing them up a bony banquet All through the night I'll save us all from their solemn threat, I'll pay the debt [chorus] A feast by moonlight, feed undead all night Cause I alone have power to give them the feast they are owed Feast by Moonlight, takes all night So let me save our skin and feed the fallen, they're callin Their sacred night [spoken] Darkness falls across the land, The Feast of Moon is close at hand. Ancestral spirits leave the ground, To seek the warmth of homes unbound. ... And every hearth must set a feast For heroes greatest and least, Who rise from crypt and hollowed stone To share the tales they've overthrown. ... The autumn chill is in the air, The ghosts of fallen years are here, And noble ghouls from ancient tombs Step through the mist and candle glooms. ... And as they gather 'round the fire, Your blood chills in the moonlight, For mortal will cannot resist The feast you host at midnight.

