Enthrallment - Female Hunting Precede The Feast

Away from our territory covered with bones,
We’re waiting for you at the right place.
Your meat is building our bodies.

We smell… we’re looking for you!

Our tools are prepared for human meat.

I want to hear your scream before you die!
You’re so easy to hunt down.

We’re following you – don’t turn back!
We’ll make your blood runs cold.

We can see you through my eyes.
You’re tired up and I look around so pleased.
The flames are roasting parts of you.

Cut and dismembered bodies,

Ate laying at my legs.
The fire is touching me.

I have the skull.

I hold the evil power.

The blood supports every vulgar ritual.