Love With Blood Songtext

He's only wanting love with blood
Scratches them slightly, but they scream too much
Still craving inky fingers
His words are milk and stone
He'll turn a minute into years

Caress my bones and leave my flesh alone
There are much warmer things to take home
Still craving inky fingers
His words are mild and stone
He'll turn a minute into years

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