Judas Priest "Feed On Me" |
They are dying on the dance floor, They are lyin' in debris. They are fadin from exhaustion From their mortal injuries. They are hungry and need feeding, They resign themselves to fate. They are desparate men, Death's written on their face. When your will to live is almost gone And you're left alone but you need someone Feed on me, Feed on me They're outgunned and outnumbered But they'll never turn to run And 'In the name of freedom' Is written with their blood Some would call them mercenary But they always knew the pain Inevitably far outweighs the gain When the hunger strikes you down again And you feel your inner strength has drained Feed on me Feed on me Feed on me Feed on me - I got what you need Feed on me Feed on me - Don't accept defeat Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |