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