Louis:

Where is the glory in this new me?
Where is the feeling of achievement
In the shadows of the evening?
Where is the satisfaction in your killing creed?

Who am I now? I don't know.
I must question my existance
And deal with your persistance
That somehow in some way you've set me free.

And I don't think that I can take another night
Of these instincts that I fight!
This over whelming,
Dreadful feeling down inside!'

Lestat:

'Oh, God help us, just look at you!
Shrinking away from my point of view,
Showering me with your pious blame.
The gift that I gave is exempt from shame.
Embrace it.
Embrace it.

It makes no sense, without the strength
To push your grief aside,
The pleasure you've denied.
Embrace it.
Embrace it.'

Louis:

'You seek my trust after your lies
But in this superficial splender
The decades will cement us
And let drudgery of torment be my bride.'

Lestat:

'The lies of this of which you speak,
Are you so blinded by contrition
That you see in my possiton
And failure to practice what I preach?

I don't think that I can take another night
Of your craving for the light,
This wilted flower act that questions wrong from right!'

Louis:

'Oh, God help me! Just look at you!
Strutting through Hell with nothing to proove,
A glorious ghost on infinities views.
If it's to be tell me what should I do?'

Lestat:

'Embrace it.
Embrace it.'

Louis:

'How can it be that you achieve
This condition with such ease?
There's none of you in me.'

Lestat:

'Embrace it.
Embrace it.'

Louis and Lestat:

'So God help us to see it through.'
Two Lucifer's angels are on the loose.'

Lestat:

'Oh, merciful and majestic voyeur,
The gift I bestowed is to be enjoyed.

Embrace it.
Embrace it.

Louis:

'What should I do with the likes of you?
Your wild and reckless ways,
Your cunning to persuade!'

Lestat:

'Embrace it.
Embrace it.'

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Now here's the reprise, after Claudia has died.

Louis:

'Do you believe you can turn a key
And unlock all my pain?
See the vengance of the flames!
Make no mistake
Though my heart breaks
I will find a way to mend.
For us, this is the end.

Embrace it.
Embrace it.'

Lestat: (Spoken)

'Don't leave, Louis.
Not now!
OUR CHILD IS ASHES!'