Bloodjunkies — текст песни (Damnation (Punk))

Four hundred years ago
Of something she was born
She looks all of nine
And in the violence her dress was torn
Little girl, what`s your name?
She`ll whisper to you pain
That`s pain with an "i" not a "y"
And now you`ll see
Chorus:
We`re bloodjunkies
Bloodjunkies
We never wanted to be
Last pain that you`ll ever feel (x2)
And as the story goes
The tragedy unfolds
The legacy of hate
In the body of a ten year old
Melancholy
Undead eternally
In the blink of an eye
She`ll tear your throat away
Chorus
We never wanted to be
Bloodjunkies (x3)