These children are so young
Which of them will we feast upon?
With their attitude so sweet and simple,
Their eyes are delicious and tasteful.
When they speak, our hunger strikes
When they walk, we follow them upright,
Down the alleyway which they walk
When they see our shadows, they will begin to frown
Our hunger for their blood continues to rise,
We imagine what it’ll be like to see fear in their eyes.
It is not the thrill of the chase that gets us hungry,
But the reaction in their eyes is what gets our hearts pumping
The time to strike is very soon.
We will CLAW their hearts out upon seeing the full moon
When we kill them, the young will be on the floor,
After it is all said and done, we will lust for more and more.
Which of them will we feast upon?
With their attitude so sweet and simple,
Their eyes are delicious and tasteful.
When they speak, our hunger strikes
When they walk, we follow them upright,
Down the alleyway which they walk
When they see our shadows, they will begin to frown
Our hunger for their blood continues to rise,
We imagine what it’ll be like to see fear in their eyes.
It is not the thrill of the chase that gets us hungry,
But the reaction in their eyes is what gets our hearts pumping
The time to strike is very soon.
We will CLAW their hearts out upon seeing the full moon
When we kill them, the young will be on the floor,
After it is all said and done, we will lust for more and more.
