Thick and warm is your blood
Pure and cold is your body
White like my twisted face
You're useless, fragile, stretched out
White, caught in a long slow death
I'll suck your blood, I won't spare you
I hear a muse singing to me
I hear your weak breath
Your sweet slow awakening
And now that you lie here in front of me
White, caught in a long slow death
I'll suck your blood, my sweet nymph
But maybe I'm raving now that
Your face is leaving me here, in front of you
But maybe it's just the regret I don't feel
I'll never spare you
Now that you lie here in front of me
Now that you'll fade in front of me
White, caught in a long slow death
I'll bite you, I'll suck your blood