The Thirst


muzyka: Elton John
słowa: Bernie Taupin

wersja San Francisco


How can this be?
This devil leaves
And God abandons me
I'm left here looking
At these flames
But who could set me free?
The vessel that I used to be
Is tainted now and ripped apart
Bathed in madness by the fiend
Who's robbed me of my human heart

To contemplate This crimson hell
Is more than I can stand
Did I sin so
To see my fate
Offered up by hell's own hand?
My skin that once was golden brown
Is cold and white as winter snow
These evil points that pierce my gums
These lacquered nails that seem to glow

But wait, did I invite this fate,
This invitation from the damned?
This introduction to the dark
Was never in my mortal plan
And if indeed this cruel joke
Was somehow in my destiny
Should I embrace its wicked ways
And haunt the night for what I need?

To die in such a way
And simply to be born again
A thing of terrifying strength
A bringer of bewitching pain
And blood become the drug I need
Will blood fulfill the thirst in me?
The thirst that sends them to their graves
The thirst for that which I will crave

My life is gone
But I live on
Dead, but still alive
Lost to those
Who loved me once
A demon now inside
For here I am a thing of darkness
Thrown from this ungodly swoon
Immortal from a savage kiss
Kept from my eventual doom

But I did not invite this fate
This invitation from the damned
This introduction to the dark
Was never in my mortal plan
And if indeed this cruel joke
Was somehow in my destiny
Then I'll embrace its wicked ways
And haunt the night for what I need

To die in such a way
And simply to be born again
A thing of terrifying strength
A bringer of bewitching pain
And blood become the drug I need
Let blood fulfill the thirst in me
The thirst that sends them to their graves
The thirst for that which I now crave

This thirst
This thirst is strong
It overpowers
All right and wrong
The thirst
I feel it coming on
The thirst
I feel it coming on
The thirst
I feel it coming on!

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How can this be?
This devil leaves.
And God abandons me.
I'm left here looking at these flames.
That too could set me free.
The vessel that I used to be is tainted now and ripped apart.
Bathed in madness by that fiend who's robbed me of my human heart.

My life is gone, but I live on.
Dead, but still alive.
Lost to those who loved me once,
A demon now inside.

For here I am a thing of darkness,
Thrown from this ungodly swoon
Immortal from a savage kiss
Kept from my eventual doom.

But wait, did I invite this fate? This invitation from the damned.
This introduction to the dark was never in my mortal plan.
And if indeed this cruel joke was somehow in my destiny.
Should I embrace its wicked ways and haunt the night for what I need?

To die in such a way and simply to be born again.
A thing of terrifying strength, a bringer of bewitching pain
And blood become the drug I need.
Will blood fulfill the thirst in me?
The thirst that sends them to their grave,
The thirst for that which I now crave.

This thirst.
This thirst is strong.
It overpowers all right and wrong
The thirst, I feel it coming on.
The thirst, I feel it coming on.
The thirst.

I feel it coming on!