Bloodlines

Meet my friend
Like death, so pure
Kiss her hand
Oh charmed, I'm sure

Tastes like this have high demand
Only the best for the damned
With the blood, have a chase
Not so bad the aftertaste

You'll feel the thirst when its flowing
Just burn alive and you'll show me
Nothing hurts like the fucking urge to satisfy

The night is young, so won't you die
And cross your heart with me tonight?

I've got my vice
And you've got yours
So, what's a curse
But a charm, I'm sure

You'll want to breathe and its tempting
To leave your coffin so еmpty
Nothing hurts like the fucking urge to satisfy

Suns won't risе
Bloodlines up for taking

There's no need for pessimism
We're past the point of exorcism

The night is young, so won't you die
And cross your heart with me tonight?