Fobia el microbito

I would like to be a microbite
That lives in your body
Oh, to be very warm
Almost all the time
Drink of your blood
And rest in your flesh
I am going to feed on you
I want to live in an artery
Next to your heart
Your body would be for me
Like a great mansion
Run through your veins
And always be in your blood
From there no one can take me out
I will make a pool in your navel
To go swimming
And if I go lower
No one will take me out
Drink of your blood
And rest in your flesh
I'm going to feed on you
I'm going to feed on you