Feast of the Beast!

[Verse] [Subdued voice] I sense the moon rising. As is the curse in my skin. I hear the wolves crying. Feast of the beast... begin. [Chorus] [Bland voice] Feast of the beast. Dance of the devoured. Squeals of midnight meals. Final remains in the hills. [Verse] [Subdued voice] I sense the town hiding. I am of demon wolfkin. Fellow hellhounds howling. Feast of the beast... begin. [Chorus] [Bland voice] Feast of the beast. Dance of the devoured. Squeals of midnight meals. Final remains in the hills. [short bridge] Of those in the hills that I.. ..that I've (oooo) I can't say it. [short bridge] Of those in the hills that I.. ..that I've (oooo) I can't say it. [begin stringed electric guitar] [80s guitar virtuoso bending note] [80s guitar virtuoso wailing note] [80s guitar virtuoso bending note] [Pause music] [Chorus] Feast of the beast. (Whoa-oh) (Whoa-oh-whoa) Dance of the devoured. Squeals of midnight meals. (Oh no oh no) Final remains (Why-ee-yigh) in the hills. (Did I?) (Did I?) (Did I?) (Did I? (Did I?) OOoooooo those hills. Those hills, those, tho-HOSE HILLS! [guitar virtuoso bending note, supported by beautiful singing "ooo"] [guitar virtuoso bending note, supported by beautiful singing "hooo"] [guitar stops] [emotional female goth singer] OooOOoooOOo OOoo hoo ooOh-hwhoa The hills! Don't go-whoa-whoa-whoa-uh-whoa! The hills!