Flesh Habit

Every night I need to feed Burning like a fire inside my veins, insane In the light of the full moon, in the dark of the night Melancholic passion fuels my thirst after midnight Driven by lust in the graveyard mist, insatiable Shedding my skin, howling at the moon Consumed by an overwhelming urge Regret, the hunger Flesh habit Hungry for affection, yearning for your touch Battling the beast within in vain Every time I get anxious, every time I’m in love Nothing satisfies my needs for long, always searching A torturous obsession with your blood Ravenously feasting on your skin It’s dripping down my chin The blood is driving me insane Desire, the hunger Flesh habit