Wave Of Predation – Dagon – letras

May I tell you of my passion of the deadErotic only in it’s subtextExperimental fantasy, realized just recentlyGourmets, but only of a subsetBeware ya pauperLikewise ye men of powerWe hunters roam the seaSeeking whom we may devourBeware ya pauperLikewise ye men of powerWe hunters roam the seaSeeking whom we may devourWe drifted onTill starvation struck and decency was goneAnd now we have changedWe gleefully embrace a life derangedThe finest wines, like vinegar, fall bitter from my lipsLike soot and ash, the choicest roasted gameThe taste I crave, a scarlet flow in transit to the cryptsEach meal I savor had a nameBeware ya pauperLikewise ye men of powerWe hunters roam the seaSeeking whom we may devourBeware ya pauperLikewise ye men of powerWe hunters roam the seaSeeking whom we may devourWe drifted onTill starvation struck and decency was goneAnd now we have changedWe gleefully embrace a life derangedWe butcher the flesh of the livingTo consume the flesh of the deadOur legend grows as empty vessels drifts into the portsNo sign of crew save the blood stains on the deckAll men shall quake at the mention of our namesA plague in every tongue dialectWe drifted onTill starvation struck and decency was goneAnd now we have changedWe gleefully embrace a life derangedWhen winds do blowCold enough to chill your very soulAnd when the tempest wailsKeep one eye on the sea for scarlet sails