Paroles: Death Angel. The Art Of Dying. Thicker Than Blood.

Smell you, eye you, how rapid the chase it is on
Swat you, bite you, locked on your neck and you're down

I can't believe that you're trying to put up a fight
Try as you will but you'll never forget this dark night
Can't you see that to us it's not labor, it's love?
Oh no, thicker than blood

Rip you, tear you, peeling your flesh to the core
Crave you, need you, your taste leaves us wanting much more

I can't believe that you're trying to put up a fight
Try as you will but you'll never forget this dark night
Can't you see that to us it's not labor, it's love?
Oh no, thicker than blood

Chew you, eat you, savoring every small bite
Own you, crush you, night after night after night

I can't believe that you're trying to put up a fight
Try as you will but you'll never forget this dark night
Can't you see that to us it's not labor, it's love?
Oh no, oh no, oh no, thicker than blood, thicker than blood