Who wants a cup of blood in the morning?
It smells just like mortals when they are running.
Oh, bless Ares Mars,
Those mortals are seeing stars.

I got a cup from the pantry,
Everything's so fine and dandy.
I put the cup up to his neck for some blood,
I guess I'll never become his friendly bud.

Oh, Bloody Mary
I think it's necessary
To have blood in the morning
While the weak mortals are running