Endless Apetite

Forgive me Father

for I will sin

over and over again

Sins without end

Amen

And can there be anything as incandescently sad

as those most tragical times when good vampires go bad?

So many victims washing on the shore

An ocean of pure tears

So many pleas for mercy

Howls of pain

Intoxicating fears

I used my body just like a bandage

I used her body just like a wound

I used HIS body just like a wound

And I never know where they all disappeared

but I can see them

rising up out of my memories now

Just like they're demons rising up from a tomb!

God has left the building!

Well alright,

no stars tonight

The moon must hide

can't bear to see my face

So many moons have passed

So many suns gone down

Too much blood under the bridge

Too many worlds turned upside down

The skies were pure and the fields were green

The fading summer, sixteen-seventeen

The first time I ever drew blood

She was such a beautiful and innocent child

She never knew my soul was cursed for good

I fought to overcome my thirst I thought I could

But when I kissed her lips then I had no control

And the furies all ran wild

And when I grasped for life

I always killed the things for which I yearned

I wish to be a flame and reduce to ashes

But I have never burned

I long to fly in total freedom

and yet these chains keep dragging me down

I want to be an angel or the devil himself

But I am nothing but a creature longing for things I can't have

And this split goes through my very soul

It's a wound that never mends

Our desires are elusive

And the hunger never ends

When the world has drawn it's final breath

and extinguished all the lights

There'll be nothing left

but a lifeless wasteland and an endless appetite

Nothing left but a soundless heartbeat and a ruthless appetite

The preacher's daughter let me in her room

In seventeen thirty-two, to love me was her doom

With her silken blood I wrote a poem of love

Upon her ivory skin

And the bashful page of Napoleon the Great

In eighteen hundred thirteen he stood at the gate

When I recall his body I can't help but think

To consume him was a sin

So many victims washing on the shores

an ocean of pure tears

So many pleas for mercy, howls of pain

Intoxicating fears

I used my body just like a bandage

I used their bodies just like a wound

And I'll never know where they disappeared

But I can see them rising up out my memories now

Just like the demons rising up from a tomb!

And there is no way ever to apologize,

repent or make amends

No release and no redemption

The hunger never ends

There are those who believe in science

And those who believe in art

There are those who believe in power and wealth

Or love and matters of the heart

There are those who believe in various gods

In nations, and knowledge

In hell and in heaven

The powers of darkness

The assumption of the light

But I believe in just one god

That of endless and insatiable

Immoral and destructible

And all consuming appetite

There is a prediction that I now will make

And I'm sure it will be right:

When the next millennium finally comes

The god most worshiped in this world

Will be the god of appetite