Clockwork Yellow 2

it's been like ages since i've seen daylight. buried underneathe the earth for so long, i had even forgotten eternity. there was nothing left for me to do, then i began to hear the music of the dead, rising before me. the sound of death is not like the sound of the sirens... there's nothing seductive and mystical about it. the dead wanted to eat me alive and come back to life. my eyes popped open and i found myself in south korea. the world had changed. women and girls wore sensual clothes and were having sex all the time. i always thought of asians as kind of prudish, but i woke up to the fact that my skin had naturally tanned, my eyes were dark, and the lights of heaven had fallen on the metropolis of Seoul.

do i sound familiar. yes, i am the vampire lestat. you must have thought me dead or thought of me as a creature of anne rice or something like that. the simple fact is i have been alive longer than Jesus and was once the Devil himself. now i am drivin' a ferrari. now, i am in New York.

that's my girlfriend, Dolores. she's not a vampire. actually, she's a writer. she writes this really deep stuff that's published in the New Yorker by a woman named Francis. il-ya-wa used to think he was a vampire. i cured him of that and made him the Commander of our little group. kuh-juh is a beautiful South Korean girl who left her controlling, billionaire father to strike it rich on her own.

i know, you don't believe in vampires, but i no longer suck blood. i suck other's people's soul-energy. everyone feels very tired and senseless around me after a while. they are stuck in ennui as to say.