| Hey Mike! |
| — You're one of us
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| Don’t resist your urge you’ve got to feed
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| Hey Mike! |
| — Your days are dust
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| In the shallows of Blood Cave you’re trembling
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| Hanging, waiting for the night to come
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| Beneath the setting sun we’ll be the only ones to breathe unlife as we rip the
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| spine out of this night
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| And nobody’s gonna even care
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| If they so much as stare
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| We’re gonna take them there-
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| To the lair of caves (where beside the waves
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| Where we stage our flights)
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| Hey Mike! |
| — You're changing quick
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| Your balmy skin is screeching at the sun
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| Hey Mike! |
| — You're getting sick
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| Welcome to this undead way of fun
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| Hanging, waiting for the night to come
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| Beneath the setting sun we’ll be the only ones to breathe unlife as we rip the
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| spine out of this night
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| And nobody’s gonna even care
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| If they so much as stare
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| We’re gonna take them there-
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| To the lair of caves (where beside the waves
|
| Where we stage our flights)
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| Hanging, wiaitng, for the night to come beneath the setting sun.
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| We’ll be the only ones to breathe unlife as we rip the spine out of this night
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| We’ll chop em' up and then we’ll take a sup and then
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| We’ll pass the cup full of an ancient blood
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| And reel all night cos' for we know we surely
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| Own first strike
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| You’re holding tight to friends and family
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| But when the fires burn tonite who will you be?
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| Come on, tell me. |
| Hey Mike?
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| Hey Mike, in the blood cave light |