Interpret:

Judas Priest

Album:

Demolition

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


When your will to live
Is all but gone
And you're left alone
But you need someone - feed on me
Feed on me


They're outgunned and they're outnumbered
But they'll never turn to run
And the "In name of freedom"'s
Written with their blood


Some would call them mercenary
But they always knew the pain
Inevitably far outweighs the gain


Feed on me
Feed on me if you need to breath
Feed on me


When your hunger strikes you down again
And you feel your inner strength has drained - feed on me
Feed on me


Feed on me - I got what you need
Feed on me
Feed on me - don't accept defeat


They are dying on the dance floor
They are lying in debris
They are fading with exhaustion
From the mortal injuries


Some would call them mercenary
But they always knew the pain
Enevitably far outweighs the gain


When your will to live has almost gone
And you're left alone and you need someone
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