Where is the glory in the new me
Where is the feeling of achievement
In the shadows of the evening
Where is the satisfaction in your killing creed
Who am I now, I don't know
I must question my existence
And deal with your persistence
That somehow in some way you set me free
And I don't think that I can take another night of these instincts that I fight
This overwhelming dread of feeling damned inside
Oh God help us, just look at you
You're shrinking away from my point of view
Showering me with your pious plane
The gift that I give is exempt from shame
chorus
Embrace it, embrace it
Make no mistake, these dismal traits
Are temporary ties to everlasting life
Embrace it, embrace it
You seek my trust after the lies
But in this superficial splendor
The decades will seem endless
Or will the drudgery of torment be my bride
What lies are these of what you speak
Are you so blinded by contrition
That you sense in me ambitions
And a failure to practice what I preach
And I don't think I can take another night of your countenance in sight
The wilted flower act who shuns the vampire's bite
Oh God belp me, just look at you
Striding through Hell with nothing to prove
A glorious ghost on infinity's fuse
Then if it's to be, tell me what I should do
[repeat chorus]
So God help us to see it through
Two of Lucifer's angels are on the loose
Oh merciful and majestic boy
This gift I bestow was to be enjoyed

In Paris
Listen to me, let me speak of
Wondrous works of art
That dwell within that fabled city
Its architecture fills my heart
Let me tell you I have seen
Where great ideas are born
Illuminating all the darkness
In the corners of the world
Ask of me, I will tell you
Let your conscience be your guide
There's nothing but a hellhole here
While Paris waits, your virgin bride
Is it true, were you once a pupil
Of the great Mozart
It's true, but I was hopeless then
Clumsy as a horse and cart
Could it be I dreamt so long
To act upon the stage and sing
The footlights smoking at my feet
As curtains rise like velvet wings
Come with me, let me show you
The opera and the comedy
The Latin Quarter where the girls
Are raven haired and fancy free
you'll play the dashing rogues
And infiltrate the grand salons
And walk in wonder through the Louvre
Across the Seine to the Sorbonne
In cafes we will feed our heads
With absinthe and philosophy
Engage the students of Voltaire
And damn the aristocracy
chorus
In Paris the bells of Notre Dame ring out
In Paris we'll trade our soft voices for shout
I'll not rest until the ramparts of that city
Stand before us bright and clear
Penniless in Paris is better than the life we're leading here

In Paris we'll search for fame
In Paris we'll be born again
And though the streets aren't paved with gold
In Paris we'll put our trust
For Paris, she was made for us
Paris, she was made for us
In Paris we will liberate our souls
I've heard that there's infernal noise
The stench and cut-throats out to rob
The hungry crowds that fill the street
Where anarchy consumes the mob
And so there is, and in this life
There's always two sides to a coin
There's no adventure without danger
It's lions not sheep we're off to join
We'll rent a room above the din
Somewhere along the Boulevard
And find employment on the stage
The unwashed mass we'll disregard
And what of Marie Antoinette
She dances at the Palais Royal
Along with all the common folk
I hear they call her 'Louis Whore'
My friend the Monarchian God
Are out of touch and out of vogue
But can men live without belief
Change is coming so I'm told
Fashion there is everything
But still there is a call to science
It's time of reason, not suspicion
All nations worldwide look to France
And bright you'll shine, a brand new star
And I will play the violin
We'll take the city by the throat
And revel in it's glorious sin
Ring us wine us, raise a toast
To the eightteenth century man
We are the vintage of an era
Golden sons of Abraham

Рудольф мой милый где ты бродишь,
Заждался я тебя уже,
Нам государство строить надо,
Гляжу в окно - тебя все нет,
Уже с свечи догорают,
И скоро ночь уйдет в бега,
Мой милый, бедный, одинокий мальчик!
Куда ведет тебя судьба?
Где ты теперь один во мраке, сражаясь с ночью на клинках!!!
И тени прячась в полумраке – невольно нагоняют страх!!!
Я отыщу тебя в пучине – немого страха и тоски.
Мой друг - вдвоем с тобой отныне
Разделим тяготы судьбы.