Fall at his feet, praise his name!
The Vampire Lestat, that's who he is.
He wants to hear the chanting fans,
He wants the blood, he wants the fame.
Something is missing in his immortal life,
It is companionship and true love!
He wanders the earth, worshipped by all.
Yet, he is coldly removed from everyone.
How can this be? How can someone,
so powerful and so successful, be lonely?
His soul desires another's touch,
Searing love which touches every part of him.
He has power, he has success, he has excess,
Yet none of these things really comfort him.
For he knows he is truly alone in the immortal life,
That is the deeper meaning to his words and soul.