Bathory

Blood Blood Blood
Voltures soaring high above me waiting to descend
To sink their claws into my fucking flesh and to rip myself apart
Leeches slimy creatures drain me bone dry and leave me to die
On my knees and sliced to pieces badly beaten cut and bleeding
It's not for you that I'm bleeding
It's not for you that I'm bleeding
It's not for you that I'm bleeding
It's not for you it's not for you that I bleed
Swollen the vein your pleasure my pain
The blade to the skin and the sapping begins
So powerful red and soon I'll be dead
The smell makes you high and blood is life
Bleedin' Bleedin' Bleedin' Bleedin'