Rodente Songtext
von Botis

Sipping the blood
From the wound
Suckling the taste
Of rats

Furry little creature
You taste so good
Without you I am weaker
Rat Blood


Wicked, dead inside
Feasting on tiny thighs
Hunger prospers
Here now, fix me
Thirsting, rat blood
Hunger, licking

The chewing of rodent flesh
The odor of rotten breath
The chewing of rodent flesh
The yearning for minty fresh

Red liquid
Red, succulent and savory
Red liquid
Red, steep into my arteries

Red liquid
Red, succulent and savory
Red liquid
Red, steep into my arteries


Wicked, dead inside
Rodents or my demise