Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Satanic Barbecue, artist - Corpsefucking Art.
Date of issue: 22.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Satanic Barbecue |
There’s a house by the cemetery |
You can only get there by getting lost in the woods |
No doubt you’ll be very welcome guests |
And soon find out the ingredients of those abundant feasts |
You’ll surely be invited to a Satanic barbecue |
That grilled meat tastes odd |
It’s too late to head back now |
Guests are tied to their chairs here |
Satanic barbecue — seasoned human sausages |
Satanic barbecue — marinated feet in cocktail sauce |
A metal door leads to the abattoir |
Where you’ll be struck by a hammer on your head |
That won’t leave you much time to twitch |
Satanic barbecue — vomit mingles with blood |
Full stomachs and bloodied chainsaws |
Satanic barbecue — a meathook to your back |
An invitation that will cost your lives |
There’s a pile of human remains in the dining room |
But only the finest cuts will make it to the grill |
Dinner will be ready soon |
With yourselves as the main course of this crazy blowout |
And the terror in your eyes as the side dish |