The Vampyre of Time and Memory

I want God to come
And take me home
'Cause I’m all alone in this crowd
Who are you to me?
Who’m I supposed to be?
Not exactly sure, anymore
Where’s this going to?
Can I follow through?
Or just follow you, for a while?
Does anyone ever get this right?
I feel no love
Ain’t no confusion here
It is as I’ve feared
The illusion that you feel is real
To be vulnerable
Is needed most of all
If you intend to truly fall apart
You think the worst of all
Is far behind
The Vampyre of time and memories, has died
I’ve survived. I speak, I breathe, I’m incomplete
I’m alive, hooray!
You’re wrong again cause I feel no love
Does anyone ever get this right?
Does anyone ever get this right?
I feel no love
I feel no love…