Ripe - Bloodlust lyrics

Old Xerox souls - cold moon summer day My flame is out, consume you anyway I delight myself in pleasures ego born Ears deaf to the cries - my sanity scorned Bloodlust burning I'm running with the fever Bloodlust turning Preacher and deceiver Brought back from the dead Made me an empty head Now in disbelief - mounted dementia Without thought n' feeling I drink and stupefy If you cross my path, gonna wish you'd die