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Avulsed – Pale Red Blood lyrics
[Music: Cabra / Lyrics: Dave Rotten]
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
[Guitar solo: Cabra]
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
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
[Guitar solo: Cabra]
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
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