Inspired by Anne Rice's book The Vampire
Lestat, beginning with page 248
Do you love them, your silent children?
Do they love you?
This eternity you live in,
Can you see you see it through?
The lonely shadows hunt,
in the dead of the night.
For them there is no peace,
in the end only flight.
Yearning for a partner,
someone you can know.
In silence the estrangements,
with your children only grow.
Do you love them, your silent children?
Do they love you?
This eternity you live in,
can you see it through?
With them there is no comfort,
no mental bond to share.
This burden of your loneliness,
you must forever bear.
Searching for the meaning,
the Ancients you must find,
to learn the old dark secrets,
and give you peace of mind.
Do you love them, your silent children?
Do they love you?
They cannot bring you comfort,
they bring you only rue.
One is jealous, one's a monster,
another shuts you out.
One will hate you, one will leave you,
of this there is no doubt.
Between you and all your children,
there remains a veil,
must find an older lover,
to save you from this Hell.
Do you love them, your silent children?
Do they love you?
This eternity you live in,
can you see it through?
Hell's Bells ring loudly,
soon will come the light.
Many answers given,
but which one is right.
Good luck on your journey,
riding on the Devil's Way.
May you find contentment,
before the break of day.
Do you love them, your silent children?
Do they love you?
This eternity you live in,
can you see it though?
Seeking for forgiveness,
for your afterlife.
The soul is cut by conscience,
as flesh is cut by knife.
Wandering through the Savage Garden,
you are both alone.
He draws you, you resist him,
you must go on your own.
Do you love them, your silent children?
Do they love you?
He wants you, he'll seduce you,
and you want him too.
Upon the morning breeze,
comes his luring call,
but if you go to him,
it will ensure your fall.
The morning rises, you retire,
to your satin bed.
His words of seduction,
still echo in your head.
"Do you love them, your silent children?
Or do you love me?"
Across the miles between you,
he whispers this to thee.
Do you love them, your silent children?
Do they love you?
This eternity you live in,
Can you see it through?