Pregled posta

The hunger inside given to me,
Makes me what I am.
Always it is calling me,
For the blood of man.

They say I cannot be this,
I am jaded.
Hiding from the day,
I can't bare it,
Cannot tame the hunger in me

Oh, I say I did it,
Always searching,
You can't fuck with me.
So instead you'll taste my pain.

The hunger inside given to me,
Makes me feel alive.
Always out stalking prey,
In the dark I hide.
Feeling, falling, hating,
Feel like I am fading, hating life.

You look down on me,
Hey what you see,
Take this gift from me.
You will soon be me.

By Marylin Manson
(Queen of the Damned)