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Smorgasgore [Feast Of Flesh] (Remaster)

All shall be devoured when Smorgasgore comes to town. (chorus) Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. Devour it all,and leave nothing left. Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. It's time for dinner,and you are next. (verse 1) Were thirsty for blood and were hungry for meat. Your just the right person for us to eat. We'll start at you head and go down to your feet. Sit at the table and start the feast. We savor the flavor of human flesh, Chomp on the corpse till' there is nothings left. Blood on my face leaves a filthy mess. Welcome our guests and cut open their chests. (chorus) Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. Devour it all,and leave nothing left. Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. It's time for dinner,and you are next. (verse 2) Welcome to hell,and now your dead. We wear a big smile as we chop off your head, thrown to the dogs so they are fed. We have no remorse and we shall not repent. Satan's names on our guest list, not a single show he's ever missed. Give him your blood and he'll be in bliss. Give up your soul, don't try to resist. (chorus) Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. Devour it all,and leave nothing left. Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. It's time for dinner,and you are next. (bridge) We'd love to have you for dinner. We'll chew upon your innards. Your skins an appetizer, to avoid us would be the wiser. The guts R the main course. We like the taste of rotting corpse. Knock! Knock! enter the door and come join the Smorgasgore!!! (chorus) Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. Devour it all,and leave nothing left. Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. It's time for dinner,and you are next. (chorus) Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. Devour it all,and leave nothing left. Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. It's time for dinner,and you are next. (verse 3) A freshly killed body is what we crave. Dig six feet under into their graves. To our appetites we are slaves. So many dishes to be made. A bloody body torn apart, Scrambled up to get at the heart. Don't try to run don't try to depart. The Smorgasgore is about to start! (bridge 2) Eye ball stew chowder. Even the maggots we devour. Diced liver topped on my pizza. Our chef would love to meet ya. Chilled brains is our dessert. You can trust us this won't hurt. Knock! Knock! enter the door and come join the Smorgasgore!! (chorus) Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. Devour it all,and leave nothing left. Smorgasgore!!! Feast of Flesh. It's time for dinner,and you are next.