BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!
BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!
BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!
Nothing you can brew that canÂ’t be drunk
Whiplash Absolut and blowing chunks
Acting like a maniac, exploding feeling nears
IÂ’m queasy!
No metal we can make ever has been made
For poseurs there is no hope to be saved
Tricks, sticks, and lipstick fix of Rikki Rocket makes me say
YouÂ’re cheesy!
All you need is blood All you need is blood
All – you – need – is – BLOOOOOD! BLOOD!
Blood is all you need
Nothing you can thrash that canÂ’t be thrashed
Nothing you can smash that canÂ’t be smashed
Through the mist and the madness the Metal Militia bangs
TheyÂ’re sleazy!
All you need is blood (CÂ’MON! LETÂ’S SEE YOU MOOOOVE!)
All you need is blood (METALLIBANGERS, GO-OOOH-WOOOAH!)
All – you – need – is – BLOOOOOD! BLOOD!
Blood is all you need
Blood is all you need Blood is all you need . . .
WE LOVE YOU! YEE-AAH! YEE-AAH! YEE-AAH!