Wake up dreamer 
It's happening without you 
Cut your hair and shave your beard 
You squandered your chances 
I'll give you a thousand pounds 
To show me how you do it 
Stop being so laissez-faire 
We're all scared of the future. 
Been training vipers to come for you 
In your dreams to release you 
Been training vipers to come for you 
In your sleep 
And the ravens are leaving the tower 
Make your peace. 
I've got a taste for blood 
Leave the weak, leave the young 
I've got a taste for blood 
I'm walking out without you 
You will kill or be killed 
It's about progress 
I've got a taste for blood. 
Wake up sleepyhead 
It's happening without you 
Such a nice guy 
You tell me everything twice 
Whip-crack speed jump 
We will run backwards 
Stop being so laissez-faire 
We're all scared of the future. 
We make plans for big times 
Get bogged down, distracted 
We make plans for good times 
All neon, all surface 
So kiss me before it all gets complicated 
I've got a taste for blood, 
A taste for blood.