We Suck Young Blood (Your Time Is Up)

Are you hungry Are you sick Are you begging for a break Are you sweet Are you fresh Are you strung up by the wrists We want the young blood Are you fracturing Are you torn at the seams Would you do anything Fleabitten motheaten We suck young blood We suck young blood Won't let the creeping ivy Won't let the nervous bury me Our veins are thin Our rivers poisoned We want the sweet meat We want the young blood