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Forever Knight is owned by Sony Tristar, I am doing this purely because it is there. No profit made.

This is patterened after Madonna's song: Like A Prayer
The speaker is Nicholas--like you had to guess?--and is supposed to be about his very first stirrings of guilt as a vampire.

Life is a vest of pain, a Hunger to be fed.
I hear him call my name,
And my heart feels...
dread.

When I'm all alone, I let my heart despair
I'm down on my knees, I do not dare leave there.
In the midnight hour, when I feel his power
Voice its quiet demands, I hide my shaking hands.

I hear his voice, it's chain is always pulling.
I have no choice, I hear his voice..
All demanding.
I close my eyes, Oh God, my choice was binding?
My soul has died, I close my eyes.
None help me!

When I'm all alone, I let my heart despair
I'm down on my knees, I do not dare leave there.
In the midnight hour, when I feel his power
Voice its quiet demands, I hide my shaking hands

"You're my childe", he whispers softly to me,
He's in control, I'm but his childe--
So he tells me.
Eternity, it stretches out straight before me.
He's tied to me--as I to he..
Oh, to be free!

When I'm all alone, I let my heart despair
I'm down on my knees, I do not dare leave there
In the midnight hour, when I feel his power
Voice its quiet demands, I hide my shaking hands.

I'm in his hands, he wraps his arms around me,
Sifts through my thoughts--sifts through my dreams..
Drinking of me.
I feel afire, his blood is coursing through me
Where'ere I go--his blood says so!--
He will find me.

When I'm all alone, I let my heart despair
I'm down on my knees, I do not dare leave there
In the midnight hour, when I feel his power
Voice its quiet demands, I hide my shaking hands.

Life is a vest of pain, a Hunger to be fed.
I hear him call my name,
And my heart feels...
dread.

Speaking smooth and sane, he talks of life and gain
"Mortals can never attain, what falls to us to reign."
Oh, but like a dream, we are not what we seem
Soft lies in vain, cannot bestill my heart of pain.

Voice your quiet demands; I'll hide my shaking hands.

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