Following the doorman to a hall of the unknown
Promising a feast beyond compare
That will fulfill all my desires and satisfy the tongue
and everyone who's anyone will be there

Come and enter in the banquet hall, it's serving false delight
a platter for each desire is the goal
Yet serving the partakers, the grand host of the night
death's reaper smiling grim at this smorgasbord of souls

With panic in my eyes - I see the truth
of this glamorous disguise

Such a feast - will not save cannot feed - what I crave
but mislead - and enslave us in the graves of our cravings
Such a feast - bringing doom Sugar laced - poison spoon
Judgment faced - will entomb us in the graves of our cravings

Then the clock strikes 12, a fateful hour, the bell begins to toll
the meat rots away to maggots within their teeth
and so swift judgment strikes the hall, raining toppled stone
striking down the reaper's feast, buried underneath

With panic in my eyes - I see the truth
of this glamorous disguise

Such a feast - will not save cannot feed - what I crave
but mislead - and enslave us in the graves of our cravings
Such a feast - bringing doom Sugar laced - poison spoon
Judgment faced - will entomb us in the graves of our cravings

With panic in my eyes - I see the truth
of this glamorous disguise

Such a feast - will not save cannot feed - what I crave
but mislead - and enslave us in the graves of our cravings
Such a feast - bringing doom Sugar laced - poison spoon
Judgment faced - will entomb us in the graves of our cravings