My face turns pale every fourth week Scratch a hole in my stomach Dress in my blood All I can think about is I need blood My dreams are turning red I need blood I almost bled to death Fresh blood Fresh pussy Fresh blood Fresh pussy Fresh blood Fresh pussy I eat a man every fourth week I like my men medium rare Cum shots from an ox All I can think about is I need blood My dreams are turning red I need blood I almost bled to death Nothing is ever gonna make me Clean again That was the sacrifice I made To always belong to the dirt I am dirt Mother Mary couldn’t wash the Stains off my back