I am the Green Fairy
My robe is the colour of despair
I have nothing in common with the fairies of the past
What I need is blood, red and hot, the palpitating flesh of my victims
Alone, I will kill France...
And here I am... An absintheur in the city of absinthe.
And glory is neither for me, nor for thee, Paris.
Thou frivilous, lovely, godless, lascivious dominion of sin.
Godless.
My robe is the colour of despair
I have nothing in common with the fairies of the past
What I need is blood, red and hot, the palpitating flesh of my victims
Alone, I will kill France...
And here I am... An absintheur in the city of absinthe.
And glory is neither for me, nor for thee, Paris.
Thou frivilous, lovely, godless, lascivious dominion of sin.
Godless.