"Damn me, Father, for I must sin"
Four centuries of this damned immortality
Yet, I did not ask to be made, why?
I will never again feel Your sun upon my face
Or the comfort of a graveI am not alive and I am not dead
This is hell on earth
How can I possibly explain this eternal youth?
When I can do nothing but sit byAs my loves grow old and wither
And with each of them, take a fragment of my heart
And prolong this endless winder
It is October's perpetual agony
It is the shadow realmFather, please forgive him
For he knows not what to doWith every victim I pray for my own death
And as much as I love the night
I curse the moon's eerie glow
Tis bloodlust that drags me to foreverThe toxic rays of dawn that condemn me to limbo
I am forced to dwell in gray Autumnal twilight
I am suspended in duskFather, please forgive him
For he knows not what to do
Father, please forgive him
For he knows not what to do