Critters And Bloodbath

Forest critters cheerfully walk
Through the woods they sing
They hug and laugh and joke
And search for every living thing
For critters just like them
For wayfarers, hunters crew
They look again and again
For every single soul to

Disembowel their faces
Choke them with their guts
Cut them in little pieces
Have an orgy in a bloodbath

What joy and laughs they have
It’s pure and bright and clear
You wanna hug each one right there
And pet them all and cheer!
And innocent look in their eyes
Will touch you forever so [bad word] 
And search all the time this guys
All around another victim to

Meet those guys and hold your breath
Your fate will be worse then death