FRESH BLOOD, FRESH PUSSY

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