Masque des Vampyres

A moonbeam spotlight Falls upon my aching mind Revealing shapes and patterns Sketched by a lifetime I pace alone Footsteps on the hard wood stage Of Thèâtre des Vampyres Reciting lines to none *Come to me* *I can make you strong* *I can grant you power* *I can grant you control* What is this which speaks to me? Of bargains and promises Of power and control Over my companions I reject your deal For I desire power not I just desire to be whole Rid of my obsessive rot *Come to me* *I can make you whole* *I can grant you purpose* *I shall quiet your soul* Visions of a quieted mind How can I reject The only way to cease my pain? Dear mask, cursed being, I Accept Finally I am back in this world My hunting ground of bleeding hearts Fire crackles beneath me Rising to a fever pitch Whooping and cackling I wield my blade Consuming the hearts of all of the slain I shall wreak devastation Upon the souls of living and the DEAD! I have stolen your form as my own Granting your purpose so desired As my chained body slave Forevermore! You shall witness all of our sins You shall know they are your own! You shall watch me kill them all! You are now as ever ALONE! What have I done? The blame lies with me alone! Nowhere to run All I can do Is resist the curse I must remove this mask I must be free Again I am free… But at what cost…. A moonbeam spotlight Falls upon my aching mind Revealing shapes and patterns Sketched by a lifetime I pace alone Footsteps on the soft ash pile Of my lonely life in unlife Reciting my lines to none Again