Paroles: Universal Poplab. The Vampire In You.

Taste so good, can't give it up.
Tastefull flesh means they're out of luck.
Screams fall silent long before their flesh touches your tongue.

Tastes so good, can't let it go.
Virgin blood for the vampire in you.
Prayers give thanks no tears shed for the life served on our plate.

Slice it up and dig in, let the funeral begin.
From the cage to the plate, their blood on your hands.

Wave goodbye to us all, leaving hell for the unknown.
From the cage to the plate, their blood on your hands.

Vampire in you.

Serve it up, there's no complaints.
Animal lovers detached from the pain.
Big bags from the carnage and traditions to uphold.

Tastes so good, can't let it go.
Virgin blood for the vampire in you.
Screams fall silent long before their flesh touches your tounge.

Slice it up and dig in, let the funeral begin.
From the cage to the plate, their blood on your hands.

Wave goodbye to us all, leaving hell for the unknown.
From the cage to the plate, their blood on your hands.

Vampire in you.

Vampire in you.

Slice it up and dig in, let the funeral begin.
From the cage to the plate, their blood on your hands.

Wave goodbye to us all, leaving hell for the unknown.
From the cage to the plate, their blood on your hands.

Vampire in you.
Vampire in you.
Vampire in you.
Vampire in you.
Vampire in you.