He never regrets He walks on the edge He's got it, i guess He said that limits has no sense, nor taste, nor age It is all in his head Oh oh oh oh His glasses reflect The power, the best He'll bite you and then He'll love you like (oh) a teenage snake with shining theeth Don't ask him for a breath He'll drink the blood from your mouth I like the sound of his howls He'll drink the blood from your mouth He's got a glittering stone, he's made of glittering bones He's never alone It comes with the show He's got it, i know He's selling his soul cos he wants more & more & more You'd better close the door Oh oh oh oh He'll drink the blood from your mouth I like the sound of his howls He'll drink the blood from your mouth He's got a glittering stone, he's made of glittering bones