Pour the emerald wine 
Into crystal glasses 
We will touch the divine 
Through kissed catharsis 

Let us pitch to the seven-year itch 
Of the ultra-decadent 
To a tainted world and the painted girls 
That our fantasies spent 

Tripping through boudoirs laced with opiate themes 
Sipping the bizarre, tasting copious dreams 
toast to those most sacrilegious of days 
Where for every whim won 
One soon repays 

We touched the stars 
That now laugh from afar 
At we, the damned 
The damned 
The damned 
The damned 

We have spent our time 
Drenched in opulent splendour 
But when midnight chimes 
Will gilded souls surrender? 

Let us drink on the giddying brink 
Of pools of excrement 
All manner of [bad word] for the glamour and glitz 
Mephistopheles lent 

I remember the night as if it were engraved 
bright marble bridge stretched across dark waves 
To the shore from the moon and by Her grace 
Came that [bad word] stranger 
That [bad word] 

He was a predator, creditor cold 
Our blood was young on the yellowing scroll 
And all that glittered was not gold 
But we wanted everything 
And for it all lost our souls  [bad word] my friend, to fate let's raise 
Two finger shots at this our last soiree 
For tomorrow I fear 
Swoops all too deadly near 
This precipitous weir to [bad word] s high gate 

We touched the stars 
That now laugh from afar 
At we, the damned 
The damned 
The damned 
The damned 

He was a predator, creditor cold 
Our blood was young on the yellowing scroll
And all that glittered was not gold 
But we wanted everything 
And for it all lost our souls 
Our souls