The last time that I saw you, August of '99,
I should've had my hammer and a few rusty spikes
to nail you on a wall and use bottles to catch your blood
and display you for the neighbors so they'd know your time had come.

And I'd drink your blood, feel it dripping down my throat
and heading for my heart.

And as your body sags and the stench rises in vain,
the people on the street are collecting in dismay.
Before their eyes your head lifts towards the sky
and that's the last thing they'll remember of you.

Cause I'd drink your blood, feel it dripping down my throat
and heading for my heart.

You've become a ghost.
You're floating somewhere in between
the waking world and a landscape of dreams.
Well it's nothing but dying.
Got a grenade stuck in your teeth and you're pulling at the pin.
You're an illusion, just a shadow flickering underneath the sun.

And I'd drink your blood, feel it dripping down my throat
and heading for my heart.

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