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The Feast of Fiends,
A gathering from Hell.
Where devils and demons dine,
And tonight they'll dine well.
Held below the deepest dungeon
Is a pit for hellish things.
All that's sacred is massacred
By unearthly grotesque beings.
They dig claws first into a bowl
Filled with gnomish unborn,
And wash it down with blood from
The head of a unicorn.

Walls caked in blood.
Guts line the floor.
A monstrous scene
Of unending gore.
Fangs and claws rip flesh.
Bones break beneath.
Halls fill with screams.
Unknown horrors come to life
Here at the Feast of Fiends.

Chilled mermaid fins.
Grilled cherub wings.
No creatures spared
At the Feast of Fiends.

Fairies brought out still alive,
For their screams demons savor.
Then ripped apart and eaten;
The bowels full for flavor!
Elf ears and dwarf hearts
Are on a platter stacked high,
Wrapped with intestines
And leprechaun eyes.

Walls caked in blood.
Guts line the floor.
A monstrous scene
Of unending gore.
Fangs and claws rip flesh.
Bones break beneath.
Halls fill with screams.
A nightmare before your eyes
Here at the Feast of Fiends.

Appetizers in agony.
Desserts filled with depravity.

Walls caked in blood.
Guts line the floor.
A monstrous scene
Of unending gore.
Fangs and claws rip flesh.
Bones break beneath.
Halls fill with screams.
Unknown horrors come to life.
A nightmare before your eyes.
What all demons fantasize,
At the Feast of Fiends.

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