Beast

Act II, scn. 3: 


Simon - Look at me! - I'm slipping from life's page. The echo of my face returns languidly 
Tomorrow my shadow will undoubtedly leave me for one less lucid in the sun (accursed sun!) 
Yet as certainly by moonrise, the black [bad word] 
Returning to veil me, to cover me, to smother me... 

And as I purge my fear, abandon the lamb, I [bad word] clear of the beast I am 

That's it! Dracula, you've done it again!: Of course you're clear in here, my dear! 
It's all [bad word] so very clear! Obvious, really! Drac, you must be blind as a bat! 
I've got the cape, I've got the teeth, I've got the nerve, 
I've got the time, I'll get the blood: I have all I require! 
Spooky enough I got the part... Mmm! They'll see that's just the start: 
When I [bad word] .. ! What I [bad word] .. ! 

I will meld these two men into one! beast I am lest a beast I [bad word]  

{ He catches his own gaze in the mirror again } 

I'm free! No longer a gear within the machine 
Day has [bad word] night, and Night [bad word] day 
Centuries ahead beckon me, I can taste immortality, 
There is little that is not within my grasp. 
The world is my stage and people mere props in my hands! 
predator to the heard, blood is the meaning of life. 
That is the price, THAT is the price: 
Existence will cost me my soul! 

Never more a man under the sun! beast I am lest a beast I [bad word]