All the neighbours never see me    But they wonder why I walk around at night   He gets hungry - I go hunting    In the moonlit streets    For somebody that's right      Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast Is all he's living for   And he craves it more and more   Showgirls, businessmen in suits in the midnight rain   If they walk alone are never seen again      In the paper, seems a florist    Found in Lincoln Park, died of some anemia   No one raped her, poor Doloris    Just detained her and drained her on the spot      Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast    Is all he's living for   And he craves it more and more    Old men, ladies of the night walking in the rain   If they walk alone are never seen again      Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me   Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me   Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me   Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me      No one calls and no one visits    We're like a couplet out of Desolation Row   We don't want them to want to know us   'Cause when they do, they get a little bit too close      Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast is all I'm living for   And I crave it more and more    Bad girls, cops on the beat in the midnight rain   If they're out alone, are never seen again      Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me   Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me   Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me   Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me   Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me   Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me   Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me   Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me   Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me   Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me, cry to me   Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me   Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me, cry to me