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Lone Sparkle To The Death Flame
This time of my angelhood has gone
Forever lost in the miracle of sun
Now I walk alone under the Moon
In the shade of her
Jeweled crown
That life I forsake in spell of death
Tears fall on my sad memories grave
Forlorn I wander twilight in the flesh
But my flesh is dead
In fear Im slave
What is left for me in this cruel world?
The garden of vice embraces my soul
And I cant escape
No one promised me light
In the chants of Lemures
I hide
My dreams led me to the orphan land
Where lone I am on the wicked masquerade
Dont know what I need and where to go
But listen warily
To the sounds in my head
That boy which laughed at sun-blue sky
Which I was before all humans lie
Forever lost in the sable winds
Now my hair fly
Away in the night
Mazed and Forlorn
I look for a torch in the shadows
Sparkle of hope
I see beyond the horizon
Blood omen
Give me thy heart
Teach me thy art
I become a vampyre
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Lestat de Llamorte