| 作词 : Oskar Jacobsson/Olof Engkvist/Adam Hagelin/Ludwig Sjöholm/Linus Fritzson | |
| 作曲 : Olof Engqvist/Oskar Jacobsson/Adam Hagelin/Linus Fritzson/Ludwig Sjöholm | |
| Lust for blood | |
| A little dancer dressed in candlelight | |
| Will lead the shadows to a cold insight | |
| Would you be dancing when I’m gone? | |
| In the misty morning I can see your face | |
| Within the realms of a warm embrace | |
| I’m dancing closer to the flame | |
| Yet an inner battle brings me down for more | |
| She’s got a lust for blood | |
| A naked stare into infernal eyes | |
| I’m just a victim of unholy rites | |
| And what is left now to be undone? | |
| Through a golden mirror I could see your face | |
| Flash before me through a morbid haze | |
| I saw you dancing ‘pon my grave | |
| Yet an inner battle brings me down for more | |
| She’s got a lust for blood | |
| You keep me coming, coming down for more… | |
| Yet an inner battle brings me down for more | |
| She’s got a lust for blood | |
| Kill me! |
| zuo ci : Oskar Jacobsson Olof Engkvist Adam Hagelin Ludwig Sj holm Linus Fritzson | |
| zuo qu : Olof Engqvist Oskar Jacobsson Adam Hagelin Linus Fritzson Ludwig Sj holm | |
| Lust for blood | |
| A little dancer dressed in candlelight | |
| Will lead the shadows to a cold insight | |
| Would you be dancing when I' m gone? | |
| In the misty morning I can see your face | |
| Within the realms of a warm embrace | |
| I' m dancing closer to the flame | |
| Yet an inner battle brings me down for more | |
| She' s got a lust for blood | |
| A naked stare into infernal eyes | |
| I' m just a victim of unholy rites | |
| And what is left now to be undone? | |
| Through a golden mirror I could see your face | |
| Flash before me through a morbid haze | |
| I saw you dancing ' pon my grave | |
| Yet an inner battle brings me down for more | |
| She' s got a lust for blood | |
| You keep me coming, coming down for more | |
| Yet an inner battle brings me down for more | |
| She' s got a lust for blood | |
| Kill me! |
| zuò cí : Oskar Jacobsson Olof Engkvist Adam Hagelin Ludwig Sj holm Linus Fritzson | |
| zuò qǔ : Olof Engqvist Oskar Jacobsson Adam Hagelin Linus Fritzson Ludwig Sj holm | |
| Lust for blood | |
| A little dancer dressed in candlelight | |
| Will lead the shadows to a cold insight | |
| Would you be dancing when I' m gone? | |
| In the misty morning I can see your face | |
| Within the realms of a warm embrace | |
| I' m dancing closer to the flame | |
| Yet an inner battle brings me down for more | |
| She' s got a lust for blood | |
| A naked stare into infernal eyes | |
| I' m just a victim of unholy rites | |
| And what is left now to be undone? | |
| Through a golden mirror I could see your face | |
| Flash before me through a morbid haze | |
| I saw you dancing ' pon my grave | |
| Yet an inner battle brings me down for more | |
| She' s got a lust for blood | |
| You keep me coming, coming down for more | |
| Yet an inner battle brings me down for more | |
| She' s got a lust for blood | |
| Kill me! |