Put your altar at Gran's grave
I was made for this game
Your loyal words have me chanting in Latin
A worshiper just like you
To do bidding for deep down in my soul
Oh, you make me as powerful as Eris on a good day
Gifted or muddy?
All of my spells have worked on thee
I won't surrender myself, you surrender yourself
Athame and chalice, babe
You're drunk to the potion
And I have finally ruled
You drank it all, under my spell
Surprisingly, the way you prove to feel
Like a mortal possessed, haunted
I'm the vampire, bite you I did
Astral-travel as so, so high
In a trance, I see it in your eyes
Now you're in the meaning world
A worshipper just like you
To do bidding for deep down in my soul
Oh, you make me as powerful as Eris on a good day
Gifted or muddy?
All of my spells have worked on thee
I won't surrender myself, you surrender yourself
Athame and chalice, babe
You're drunk to the potion
And I have finally ruled
You drank it all, under my spell
Surprisingly, the way you prove to feel
Like a mortal possessed, haunted
I'm the vampire, bite you I did
You make me rule,
You make me rule
You drank it all, under my spell
Surprisingly, the way you prove to feel
Like a mortal possessed, haunted
I'm the vampire, bite you I did
Oh, oh-oh
You make me rule
Oh, oh-oh, oh
You make me rule, babe