Pale Red Blood

[Music: Cabra & Lyrics: Dave Rotten] Liquid of life of great value Highly curative, bringer of strength Heals my wounds and keeps me alive Divine elixir but addictive Pale red blood Unlike a vampire, i hate warm blood Im not a sucker, im not a leech I dig fresh blood on a cold chalice Slowly tasting its subtle flavour Pale red blood It purifies my soul And makes me feel strong I believe i am above Of the average human I dont need to kill Not even soil my hands I find it vulgar and crude Others will do it for me Addicted to blood i am, with no remorse You can call me a modern vampire, i dont care But i am not a stupid bat or a count I just want to satisfy my bloody thirst [Guitar solo: Cabra] Unlike a vampire , i hate warm blood Im not a sucker, im not a leech I dig fresh blood on a cold chalice Slowly tasting its subtle flavour Pale red blood It purifies my soul And makes me feel strong I believe i am above Of the average human I dont need to kill Not even soil my hands I find it vulgar and crude Others will do it for me