Amity Island from II by Godzilla Takes New York

A ripe scent sings to me
Knocking on my door
Serving itself to the ocean
Rejoice, for I shall feast today
Il va vous falloir un plus gros bateau
Et j’ai besoin de beaucoup de place pour le dessert

Mockery, the sun is taunting me
Illusion, bloodlust will set me free
A lust for flesh and bone
Foreign meat in my home
Seduction plays me as bait
What a bitter disappointment
Meat coloured hate

I welcomed a banquet of bloodshed
Instead I tasted bitterness
My teeth are tarnished with a vile taste
A taste that I can’t ever shake

Be afraid
Be terrified
Flesh for flesh, I promise I will feast tonight

Consider execution by consumption a mercy
Consider it a kindness.
The sea is not so holy.
I could let it fill your lungs with hopeless agony,
But I’d rather choose to take you rare and ripe

Seasoned and served with fear
I’ll take what’s mine
You knocked on the wrong door
I promise I will feast tonight

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