Lecter (Welcome)

In the house of Lecter
 The table is always set for Seth
 Such a delicate feast is presented to the lovely folk
 And the host is a ghost of the past
 Ever-changing are his stories
 But no lies are told inside these walls
 This body is like a house
 Which quietly, softly decays
 I know the night
 Will bring me closer to death
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 They say and I'm sure that you have heard it too
 That human flesh is served there
 That might be the case
 But surely it is not the most fucked up thing there
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 This body is like a house
 Which quietly, softly decays
 I know the night
 Will bring me closer to death
 Before entering this house
 For here is the trick
 These tall tales become reality
 After you leave this old house
 Lived by Lecter
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 And so "Lecter" ends his tale
 And hands you a gift
 A script of your soon ending life
 And his stories are always fucked up
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 Now I have to go alone
 Leave the scars on the face
 Even if the eyes would close
 It's still written on me
 You bite
 Draw the shape in half
 Before
 Draw the shape in half