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 I'm not a sucker, i'm 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 don't 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 don't care But I am not a stupid bat or a count I just want to satisfy my bloody thirst. Unlike a vampire, I hate warm blood I'm not a sucker, i'm 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 don't need to kill Not even soil my hands I find it vulgar and crude Others will do it for me.