Bloodbarf - Sterbhaus

You need to pour me another one

I need fluid, need the thirst to come undone

Blood gushing from my bowels and thru my veins

Come tomorrow it’ll all be the same

Hair of the dog that should’ve been mine is dead now

It’s a good mans way to get by

Keeps me awake — It keeps me alive

Guts turning pushing toxins

Festering bubbles of doom

When the machine of total intesticide runs

It runs on the heir of the dog

Great bloodbarf of the hog

It’s the only way to get by

If by chance you’re just as thirsty as I

Carve up another one — Serve me when I’m done

And for the poured I’ll raise yet another mug

Full to the brim — The fuel to power the lust

Avoid total dehydration

Hair of the dog that bit me

It’s the heir of the dog that bit me

You need to pour me another one

You need to make sure I won’t dry

You need to boldly offer me anything

Whether I’ll crawl or still stand tall