text: Are you hungry?
  Are you sick?
  Are you begging for a break?
  Are you sweet?
  Are you fresh?
  Are you strung up by the wrists?
  We want the young blood
  Are you fracturing?
  Are you torn at the seams?
  Would you do anything?
  Flea-bitten, moth eaten?
  We suck young blood
  We suck young blood
  Wont let the creeping ivy
  Wont let the nervous bury me
  Our veins are thin
  Our rivers poisoned
  We want the sweet meats
  We want the young blood