Blood Fever

Condor

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The beast awakens
He’s got a fever
And the only prescription
Is virgin blood
The storm is brewing up
A night of death is imminent

Blood fever, blood fever
Ah, gimme some blood
Blood fever, blood fever

He’s walking in the graveyard
Desecrating graves
Violating corpses
But he’s not fully satisfied
By the dead’s blood
So he seeks out the living

His hands is all he need
To get his virgin blood
He lurks around the street
Finally he sees his lone victim
Walking quietly in her own thoughts
Little does she know
They will be her last

He arrives now, the indigent beast

Blood fever, blood fever
Ah, gimme some blood
Blood fever, blood fever