All the neighbours never see me
But they wonder why I walk around at night
he gets hungry - I go hunting
In the moonlit
streets
For somebody that's right
Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast
Is all he's living for
And he craves it more and
more
Showgirls, businessmen in suits in the midnight rain
If they walk alone are never seen again
In the paper, seems a
florist
Found in Lincoln Park, died of some anemia
No one raped her, poor Doloris,
Just detained her and drained her on the
spot
Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast
Is all he's living for
And he craves it more and more
Old men, ladies of the night
walking in the rain
If they walk alone are never seen again
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood
inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
No one calls
and no one visits
We're like a couplet out of Desolation Row
We don't want them to want to know us
'Cause when they do, they get
a little bit too close
Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast is all I'm living for
and I crave it more and more
Bad girls, cops on
the beat in the midnight rain
If they're out alone, are never seen again
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through
me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to
me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows
through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to
me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me, cry to me