كلمات Bloodlust

I'm a prisioner running through the night I'm a prisioner of a satellite My desire is cheap as well is my pride As a silver knife, would you make me cry? Can't you see the hate burning in my eyes? Oh the silver moon glows like a neon light Oh you know it's late, for all these dreams on hold When you look at me all you see is cold Would you please my bloodlust? It's your heart that I need Would you feed my chest's dust? It's your heart that I need Would you please my bloodlust? It's your heart that I need Would you feed my chest's dust? It's your heart that I need