Mark Lenover Hunger
Give us your daughters
Bring us your sons
We've got some graves to fill
And a slaughterhouse to run
You will curse our names
Over and over and over and over again
Follow your master's lead
Yeah, he's so hungry
He's got a beast to feed
Yeah, it's so hungry
Lay down your bodies
Leave us your souls
Trade us your hardened hearts
For sulfur, death and smoke
Follow your master's lead
Yeah, he's so hungry
He's got a beast to feed
Yeah, it's so hungry