Lyrics:

(Glenn Tipton) 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 aredying 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