[Verse 1]
They are dying on the dance floor
They are lying in debris
They are fading with exhaustion
From the mortal injuries
They are hungry and need feeding
They've resigned themselves to fate
They are desperate men
Death's written on their face
[Pre-Chorus]
When your will to live
Is all but gone
And you're left alone
But you need someone - feed on me
Feed on me
[Verse 2]
They're outgunned and they're 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
They are dying on the dance floor
They are lying in debris
They are fading with exhaustion
From the mortal injuries
They are hungry and need feeding
They've resigned themselves to fate
They are desperate men
Death's written on their face
[Pre-Chorus]
When your will to live
Is all but gone
And you're left alone
But you need someone - feed on me
Feed on me
[Verse 2]
They're outgunned and they're 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
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