Pour the emerald wine


Into crystal glasses


We will touch the divine


Through kisses 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


A 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 shit for the glamour and glitz


Mephistopheles lent




I remember the night as if it were engraved


A bright marble bridge stretched across the dark waves


To the shore from the moon and by her grace


Came that erudite stranger


That fucker




He was a predator, creditor cold


Our blood was shed on the yellowing scroll


And all that glittered was not gold


But we wanted everything


And for it all, lost our souls




Come 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 Hell·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 preditor, creditor, cold.


Our blood was shed on the yellowing scroll.


And all that glittered, was not gold.


But we wanted everything,


And for it all, lost our souls.




Our souls


For ït all lost our souls


Our souls