Rage consumes me… It keeps my need for vengeance alive Like the blood on which my kind survive But life mocks me in my envy They are unworthy Love is wasted on men so naïve To know love is to also achieve Blissful passion, Zealous passion.
Such mortal feelings Are never forsaken And once again, those passions will awaken My evil has its beauty, when it suits me to possess The hearts of those my vengeance will embrace, within my world They have a worthy place. These years are bleak less And ending damnation Hidden yearning to know deaths aliberation Now at last I realise there’s another prize to win I’ll taste again the conquest of my past Within my world She will know love at last.
Across vast oceans Her master will reach her To teach her delights no mortal’s possess She will enter my world and discover it’s splendour Then completely surrender To my gentle caress. She has inspired me And stirred my emotion Burning embers enflame a new devotion I’ll turn back the centuries to enjoy the Son-Deville That long ago become my destiny Within my world Within my world
This youthful illusion Will surely deceive her To make her believe My passion is real When she enters my world I will see her surrender With a kiss I intend her Forever to feel I will divine her Excite her sensations She’ll abandon herself To new temptations She will know true ecstasy when she drinks the Son-Deville That long ago become my destiny Within my world Despite her world She will belong to me.