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In rapture we delve into the nite

Your white skin shines in darkness

I breathe your breath but you will not mine

I hear your heart beat it's last beats

With you I get to fly so high

Your blood is my wine tonight

Wherever you are, wherever you go

Your trail I will follow

Until I hunt you down

The scent of your veins fills the air

As the crimson flows like a river

The table is set, it's a feast of blood

The stigmas on your skin manifest

You're my Christ to die on me

Not for my sins but for the craving

To fulfill the thirst never-ending

Wherever you are, wherever you go

Your trail I will follow

Until I hunt you down

The scent of your veins fills the air

As the crimson flows like a river

The table is set, it's a feast of blood