The castle that smells of rotting, lying deep in it's hallways The Last Supper that will soon begin again as always Foods on the table that no soul should ever be dared to dine And a woman smiling and eating them all up just fine
This woman was referred to as Vanika Conchita She was once the greatest Epicúreo Señorita And then she decided to break the limits far beyond that Now the worse food others wouldnt touch is where she's left off at
Always respect and honor her, pay tribute to our great Conchita Every food that exists today, they are all made only for her
I'll eat up everything, everything that's in the world Until I feel that the emptiness inside me is gone The poison shining a sleek deadly blue Is the very best spice for a main course dish
Eating up all of every single thing to the bone If it doesn't satisfy me, then I'll bite into plates If it's a delicious meal, then my tongue is blissful But wait until I decide at the end of the supper
Once again, in fact 15th, her personal chef had appeared He asked her the same question she always heard as he neared "My Lady, would you please let me take some time off for a break?" Really, what was she doing, making the same useless mistake
Always respect and honor her, pay tribute to our great Conchita Anyone that dares betray her, they will end up paying the greatest price
I'll eat up everything, everything that's in the world Today, the menu is to be made especially special The hair that's shining a sleek wonderful pale blue Is the perfect topping for a salad hors d'oeuvres
Eating up all of every single thing to the bone If that's not satiating, then I'll eat "another" Oh, my dearest young man, my butler standing there Please let me no longer wonder what you can taste like
After she ate all she did, her castle was then quite hollow There was no one or anything left for her to swallow Even then, she still wanted more, even if she ate so crude The ultimate level of the horrible-both-ways type food
(If I can't eat, then I'll be mad.)
I'll eat up everything, every bit that's in the world When there was nothing left, I happened to look at my hand Just in time to save me, I thought and gave a grin "There's still something left that I haven't eaten yet"
The most horrible-both-ways food is Conchita Eating it fresh, oh yes, I don't care that I'm eating me Now I know the taste of everything that's in the world But now nobody will ever know what I can taste like