We walk this damned wasteland
And we carry our sins,
Also we're keeping our secrets
Of the Masquerade,
By which we try to proclaim
Ourselves the Kings of Darkness:
We're not!
We are just slaves...
Of a precious taste,
Of a precious taste... of blood.
 [bad word] :
I am dead, and so are you.
I'm dead by the World, dead by the Moon
Dead by the Night, and so are You...

So long, you're staring through blue eyes,
Call you by name, careful, I'm right
'bout your dreams, your realms and your beliefs:
Sudden approach, and you're so close to me...
So close to me, I'll kiss your beliefs...
 [bad word] :
I am dead, and so are you.
I'm dead by the World, dead by the Moon
Dead by the Night, and so are You...

Now... here... We walk together,
And no-one will take a step after us, [bad word]  and try it, while it still burns my throat:
It burns my throat with a precious taste
Of a precious taste... of blood... [bad word] x2