Welcome to the New World

What more could one expect
Of something new?

A feast of saints and sinners
A home spun web of old beginnings,
This new world holds the most collective stew
For what indeed
Could match this popery.

Here the immigrant is plentiful,
the pagan indian colorful,
This America seemed the ideal spot for me.
The German and the Irish flock here
With hope and family,
The melody of language fills the streets,
Like myself, there are the French
Who bring their old world common sense
While the spanish bring their fine nobility.
Here the tribal garb, the manners
Of the free people of colour
Seems strange to me
When others are enslaved.

This New Orleans, this melting pot
Is overflowing with cast offs
Who've been dragged or freely came across the waves.
And here there's (unable to hear lyric) as they shout out the windows

'Welcome to the new world
Of the Cajun and the Creole.
Welcome to the new World.
(Unable to hear lyric) Europeans
Shake loose your prior shackles
For some good old superstition.
Welcome to the new world.
For a wealth at new beginnings.'

This port is filled with sailors
That on drunkenness and leachery
Who cator tavern filled with whores and rum
While priests run rampant blessing
Any malcontent confessor.
It's apparent they're outnumbered by the scum.
The poet and the artist
Find these mean streets most romantic,
Enchanted by the bourgeios
It's a civilized debauchery
A society built on sorcery
Who could inspire the most illiterate of beasts
And here's there's... as they shout out the windows

'Welcome to the new world
Of the Cajun and the Creole.
Welcome to The New World.
(Unable to hear lyric) Europeans
Shake loose your prior shackles
For some good old superstition.
And welcome to The New World
For a wealth at new beginnings.'

So I think for me a mansion
On some reputable plantation
Would well besuit this nouvelle pioneer.
For I'm sold upon this city
And the grand old Mississippi
and the variations of cuisine that are here.

Embrace It

Where is the glory in this new me
Where is the feeling of achievement
In the shadows of the evening...
Where is the satsifaction in your killing creed
Who am I now? I don't know
I must question my existance
And deal with your persistence
That somehow and someway you set me free
And I don't think that I can take another night
Of these instincts that I fight
This overwhelming dreadful feeling
Damned inside

Oh God help us just look at you
Shrinking away from my point of view
Showering me with your pious pain
The gift that I gave is examined from shame
Embrace it embrace it
It makes no sense get out your strength to push your grieve aside
This pleasure your denying...embrace it embrace it

You seek my trust after your lies
But in this superficial splendour
The decades will seem endless
And the treasury of torment will be my bride

Lies are these of which you speak
Are you so blinded by contrition
That you see in my position
A valued practice what I preach
I don't think that I can take another night
Of your craving for the light
This wilting flower act
That quesions wrong from right

Oh God help me just look at you
Striding to hell with nothing to prove
A glorious ghost on infinities views
And if it's to be tell me what should I do

Embrace it embrace it

How can it be that you achieve
This condition with such ease
There's none of you in me

Embrace it embrace it

So God help us you see it through
that Lucifer's angels are on the loose

A merciful and majestic boy
The gift I was told is to be enjoyed
Embrace it embrace it

What should I do with the likes of you
Your wild and reckless ways
Your cunning to persuade

Embrace it embrace it

I Want More

Don't chastise me, I'm a child
Acting as a child does.
You blind me with lifeless dolls
When what I want is blood.

You took me from the street's to complete, this union.
Do you expect some little saint, kneeling for communion?

I want more.
I want more.

Look at you, you disapprove
Like two fussy mothers.
Who are you, to criticize the habits
Of another?

Did I rock the family boat
by dining on the help?

Aren't I just the little beast?
Well, I can't stop myself.

I want more
I want more
I want more
I want more
I want more

I don't want their milk and honey,
They can keep their fine herb teas.

I don't need their chocolate hot and sweet.
It's thick and red for me.

For everyone that comes along, knocking on this door.
Don't blame me, it's your fault, that I want more.

Look at me, I'm so sweet,
I'm innocent and charming.
But all you see is some spoilt brat,
A child so demanding.

Don't fuss so, you both know
The rapture of the bite.
Is not monstrous,
It's just Claudia's healthy appetite

And I want more
I want more.

Should I be the little miss
And while away the hours?
I think not, I'd rather hunt
Then cut up people flowers.

Thanks to you, things I do
Verge on the obscene.
What a pair of hypocrites
Well this cat wants her cream.

I want more
I want more
I want more
I want more
I want more

I wonder through the street's at night
and find a charming couple.
Who fear that such an angel lost
Could find herself in trouble.

They can't resist my trembling lip
My eyes so filled with tears.
They rest my head upon their necks
(sighs)
'Oh Dear'

More
I want more
I want more

I don't want their milk and honey,
They can keep thoes fine herb teas.

I don't need their chocolate hot and sweet.
It's thick and red for me.

For everyone that comes along, knocking on this door
Don't blame me, its your fault, that I want more.

I want more

I want more
I want more
I want more

I'll Never Have the Chance

I have spent so many years
In fancy lace and beaded gowns,
I have set my hair a hundred ways,
My face I paint it up and powder it down.

This body bares a telling tale,
They pinch my cheek and wish me well.
for all their patronizing smiles
This frame remains a prison cell.
They look at me and what they see
Is one more painted china doll.
A sweet and cuddled good do well,
A painted fan, a sweet treat and the parasol.

Inside of me there lives someone
Who could have been somebody's wife,
Who could have seen their children grow,
Who could have had a normal life,
Who could have easily loved a man
And felt his kisses deep and moist.

Instead i get this kiss of death
And in this i have no choice,
imagine walking down the aisle,
I'll never have that chance.
A wedding dress of virgin white
The very best from France.
A cottage in the country,
The pleasures of romance,
Sunlight laying on my skin.
I'll never have that chance.
So no, I'll never have that chance...

They glide around society's swans,
With slim long necks and perfect breasts,
While i remain the frozen child,
A baby bird without the wings to leave her nest.

This body bares a telling tale,
They pinch my cheek and wish me wellFfor all their patronizing smiles
this frame remains a prison cell.
The mirror with its cruel laugh
Reflects this ageless face of mine
In taunting ways as if to say
'Childhood is not something you can leave behind.'

Inside of me there lives someone
Who never felt a mother's love,
Who could have heard the bells on sunday,
Kneeling in the church of God,
Who would have loved a rainy day
And never had to feel the fire.
Instead I hunger for the vein
That holds the life force I desire.

Pleasures of fine wines and dining
I'll never have that chance
the taste of chocolate and champagne,
The very best from France,
The arching of a rainbow
And the way the colors dance.
The miracle of giving birth,
I'll never have that chance.

Imagine walking down the aisle,
I'll never have that chance,
A wedding dress of virgin white,
The very best from France.
A cottage in the country,
The pleasures of romance.
Sunlight laying on my skin,
I'll never have that chance.
I know
I'll never have that chance...
I'll never have that chance...

Sail Me Away

When stars are born, are they cast out
To wander cold and lonely lost in space?
A loveless point of light that can't return
Forever fixed within one place

When love is lost and dreams are cast
Like bruised and battered pieces left to die,
When hands that reach out are betrayed
How can my tortured soul survive?

There's only thing left
And that's the one thing that you needed most of all,
For the freedom that you gained
Is the loss that led me aimless to the shore.

And I'm borne high on these waves
Swept by the wind and alone.
Oh, sail me away, carry me back to my home.
I'm tired, I've been torn,
A cruel, wretched storm churns like a gale in my bones.
Oh sail me away, carry me back to my home.

These scars run deep,
The future holds a hunger for your innocence
That passed away.
Your callous shadows mock
And make it clear some things
Were not enough to make you stay.

The moment time stands still
Is the moment that the writing's on the wall.
The words are clear as ringing bells,
That pride was present right before the fall.

And I'm borne high on these waves
Swept by the wind and alone.
Oh, sail me away, carry me back to my home.
I'm tired, I've been torn,
A cruel, wretched storm churns like a gale in my bones.
Oh sail me away, carry me back to my home.

After All This Time

What taste is this
Upon my lips?
A taste so sweet, what can that be?

What is this scent upon the air
That fills my lungs and comforts me?

And whispers low,
How does it feel
To savor our such just revenge.
To smell the fragrance you have lost?
And drunkenly inhale his pain.

Can it be
Your countenance is stripped of all his dashing dare?
And what of your bold confidence.
Could it have drowned in your despair?

And after all this time
I wash my hands of your charade
And celebrate your fall from grace,
Preserve that sad look on your face
And praise that God might manifest
Himself to beings such as us
For vengeance that at last is mine
And sweetly after all this time

If you'll allow me to recall
How my requests were swept aside,
In every instance.
I beseached you,
I was shut out and denied.

You shattered what I once concieved
From the moment you arrived
And now you wonder why I gloat here
Reveling in your grand demise

You're arrogant beyond comtempt
You beg to share my precious blood
I no sooner you in my veins
Then to see you with the ones you love

And after all this time
I wash my hands of your charade
And celebrate your fall from grace,
Preserve that sad look on your face
And praise that God might manifest
Himself to beings such as us
For vengeance that at last is mine
Come sweetly after all this time

To Kill Your Kind

Be still I say
For You excel
In Virtues common in the infidel
A Mongol Bitch who feels compelled
To twist the rules to suit herself
Do you look at me and see a fool?
Do we look like we bend for the likes of you?
What posesses you to cross the line,
When you know what it means to kill your kind?

This demon rides a carousel
She swings back and forth like the gates of hell
and the rats in the gutter with the tape on the floor
Like a doll in the role of a common whore
So look at me and (swirl inside)
Do you think in the world there's a place to hide
From the ancient ones
To the next in line
It's always been a sin to kill your kind

Excuse me if this is unexpected
Present company excepted
Ignorance of what we teach
These help somewhere out of your reach
No Judas kiss is needed here
My friends the evidence is clear

Look hard upon your dirty work
Strong blood running back from the ashes of the earth
Correct me, but it seems your schemes
Come back to haunt your virgin dreams
We count not here for sex and age
For passion is a weakness of the mortal race
Enough is enough, I'm done so take her
No greater crime than to kill your maker


And Louis line at the end:
Louis(spoken):
It wasn’t Claudia!
I was the one!
I set the blaze!

Embrace It

Still you believe you can turn a key
And unlock all my pain
See the vengeance of the flames
Make no mistake though my heart breaks
I'll find a way to mend
For us this is the end
Embrace it embrace it