When they pull out her tongue
Pull off her face, pluck out her eyes
Well, the [bad word] cold for
When it drips from the mouth
Be forewarned, be prepared
For a grizzly bloodfeast
And that blood's so real
Because I just can't fake it
And that blood's so real
Because I just can't fake it
When you think of severed heads
Think of my face, think that you're alive
Well, I guess I fooled you
When you think of my face
Think of your blood, think that you're dead
'Cause it's a grizzly bloodfeast
I'm possessing your death
Possessing your blood
Possessing your head
'Cause it's a privileged bloodfeast
I'm possessing your heart
Possessing your tongue
Possessing your blood
'Cause it just won't fake you
And that blood's so real
Because I just can't fake it
And that blood's so real
Because I just can't fake it
And that blood, and that blood
I'm possessing your death
Possessing your blood
Possessing your demise
For a grizzly bloodfeast
I'm possessing your heart
Possessing your tongue
Possessing your blood
'Cause it just won't fake you
And that blood's so real
Because I just can't fake it
And that blood's so real
Because I just can't fake it
And that blood, and that blood