| Lost and abandoned in a tropical hell
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| With a ship dead beneath the sea
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| A group of survivors faces their doom
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| On this island they’ll all know insanity
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| Unseen eyes from the trees beyond
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| Taking in the wretched and weak
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| Weapons razor sharp and poison encrusted
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| Incisors prepared for the feast
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| Human traps above and below
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| There is no safety to be found
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| The fires will burn bright for the cannibals this night
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| And the blood will run thick on the feeding ground
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| All are now captives
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| Slick with blood and tears
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| The full moon shows their captors
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| Leering with rocks and spears
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| The breeders are selected
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| Their lives are spared for now
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| Cruel genitals poised
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| The air is shattered with primal howls
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| Ritual lust and sick fornication
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| This place is alive with screams
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| Seeds are planted and skin is clawed
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| If only this were a dream
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| Bodies are hacked and spitted alive
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| Slowly turning over the flames
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| Impregnated slaves are force fed flesh
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| 'Til only the Bones Remain |