The More I Taste
The More I Need
The More You Make Me Ill.
The More I Taste
The More I Need
Need My Fill Of You.

I Don't Even Like The Taste Of Blood
Taste Of Blood
It Was Only Half Your Sanity
This Is Hunger That Just Won't Go Away
Won't Go Away

I Was Torn Between My Feed Of You
No One To Take Take Take Me On.

The More I Taste
The More I Need
The More You Make Me Ill.
The More I Taste
The More I Need
Need My Fill Of You.
The More I Taste
The More I Need
The More You Make Me Ill.
The More I Taste
The More I Need
Need My Fill Of You.

You Make Me Feel Hungry As The Day
I Soon Change
I Need More Of You Inside Of Me
I'm Nothing More Than What They Made Of Me
Made Of Me.

I Was Torn Between My Feed Of You
No One To Take Take Take Me On.

The More I Taste
The More I Need
The More You Make Me Ill.
The More I Taste
The More I Need
Need My Fill Of You.
The More I Taste
The More I Need
The More You Make Me Ill.
The More I Taste
The More I Need
Need My Fill Of You.
And When My Objects Become You,
I Slowly Melt Away.
And When I Need Another Fill,
I Turn You On Again.

I Was Torn Between My Feed Of You
No One To Take Take Take Me On.

The More I Taste
The More I Need
The More You Make Me Ill.
The More I Taste
The More I Need
Need My Fill Of You.
The More I Taste
The More I Need
The More You Make Me Ill.
The More I Taste
The More I Need
Need My Fill Of You.