Pleasures Of The Flesh
Smell of death lurks around the place 
Human need, unholy race 
See the bloody pile of bones 
The night is filled with hellish moans 
It's been around for oh so long 
At dawn of time they sang their song 
The need to eat the human flesh 
The strength it gives to pass the test 

 [bad word]  
Feel the power 
Of your unholy death 
Feeding-frenzy 
Human-flesh 
To live 

[first lead fill- Gary] 
[second lead fill- Rick] 

Ther is no law, it's time to fight 
[bad word] hunt every night 
Life grows through hounds of flesh 
stronger soul from another death 
Hidden back, yet deep within 
Jungle's there, it's always been 
Hunt at night to stalk their prey 
Kill and eat it before it's day 

 [bad word]  
Feel the power 
Of your unholy death 
Feeding-frenzy 
Human-flesh 
To live 

[solo- Gary] 
[solo- Rick] 

Dead bodies lie where they fed 
Half eaten carcass stained red 
Hunting [bad word] to call 
Leaving nothing, they take it all 
There's no need to change their ways 
Blood and money, it always pays 
Don't disturb their solitude 
Or the next victim will be you! 

[repeat [bad word]  

[solo- Rick] 
[intro: Michael Pluznick]