Oh, could it be love? Or could it be hate?
Don't wanna be a monster that controls your life and fate
How could I be wrong? How could I be strong?
How could I warn you of my devilish lust - before I burn to dust
I've got to swear by the stars to become your cold lover
Swear by the bible and pray
I'm lying six feet under, satisfy my hunger
Walking through the deep blue night, the beast is on my side
Oh, taste my blood and feel my skin
The dinner is served, confess my sins
Taste my blood and stroke my sins
The dinner is served, forgive my sins tonight
How could I be saved? How could I be caged?
How could I warn you of my cold embrace, consume you piece by piece
How could I destroy? How could I enjoy?
How could I re-build my soul and
Cry for help? Come take me down to hell
Can you hear my voice? The voice of the night
Whisper of death; turn on the light
Oh, taste my blood and feel my skin
The dinner is served, confess my sins
Taste my blood and stroke my sins
The dinner is served, forgive my sins tonight
Can you hear my voice? The voice of the night
Whisper of death; turn on the light
Oh, taste my blood and feel my skin
The dinner is served, confess my sins
Taste my blood and stroke my sins
The dinner is served, forgive my sins tonight... tonight.
