Danse Macabre - Apartment 213

Danse Macabre - Apartment 213 слова, текст песни.

At The Oxford Apartments
Jeffrey Lived In 213
But His Neighbors Didn't Know That Jeffrey Was A Fiend
He Said The Fridge Was Broken
And The Smell Was Rotten Meat
But Nobody Knew It Was The Men That Jeff Would Eat

The Sound Of The Power Tools Woke The Neighbors In The Night
The Men That Jeffrey Drugged Didn't Put Up Much Fight
Jeff Strangled And Dismembered Them
And Saved Some Parts To Eat
The Smell Of Rotting Men Got Worse With The Summer Heat


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