Leather pressed i envy how you scream 

into your hands claw me 

hypnotic hybrid dreams 

the howls, they're only gonna be sung 



night seeps into light 

i am not allowed to bite 

i can only wish for it 

i can only wait for the moment of... 



in the backseat of my hearse 

we quit out talking 

the moon reveals it curse 



like a horror movie on a friday night 

you are not happy with your life 

why do you act like everybody 

music in my blood its a sinister beat 

demonic deeds and graveyard treats 

see u from the stage and we must know 

can we drink your blood after the show