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Leviathan
02:06
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A Lure of Sirens
02:35
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Tell me I'm pretty and I'm the only one
Now you've heard my siren song the war's already won
You courted my danger, darling. Don't you like what you now see?
Come and sing beneath my drowning sea
Ignore the warnings of the men who have survived
Discover what it's like to really be alive
I will cover your brittle body with dripping wax
I will tie your broken body tight to a sunken mast
Come and sing beneath my drowning sea
You can never leave
You will worship me
Be my company
Your eaten eyes will feed my vanity
Sing with me
Stay with me
Drown with me
Sing with me
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(Gerard)
I bid the sunshine adieu! In 1872
When the girl that I liked
Made me a creature of the night
At the midsummer hullabaloo
(Helena)
On the shortest night of the year,
I told him he’d nothing to fear
As I bit his throat and crooned as he choked
“Together forever my dear”
(Gerard)
So disquieted by the quiet in my chest
I put on my jacket and my vest
And my vampire bride, and my gun at my side,
We set off for the Pacific Northwest
(Helena)
We traveled the country by train
Masking our murders in midnight and rain
We made for a coast with no resident ghosts
To start a new life without shame
(Both)
But that red, hot, salt taste of blood
In my mouth is hard to give up
They whisper we’re monsters, I fear that it’s true,
But am I a monster to you?
(Gerard)
We built a small home by a stream
Deep in the dark woods where the water was clean
We’d put on our best and entertain guests
Where no one could hear the screams
(Helena)
But eventually sport starts to bore
Seemed every new throat we’d tasted before
I wanted to find prey of a new kind
But my partner in crime wasn’t sure
(Both)
We’d had lads, we’d had lasses like lambs to the slaughter
The baker, the banker, the governor's daughter.
“You monsters! You demons!” They scream as they bleed,
But vampires like all things must feed!
But one night we took it too far
We propositioned a nun ‘neath a blanket of stars.
(Gerard) My wife lost her life (Helena “I lost my life”) to that daughter of Christ
(Gerard) I still to this day bare the scars.
(Gerard)
Alone I couldn’t face what I’d done, so
I bit me a husband, I bit me a son
A family of three, and happy are we,
I loathe what I have become.
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Tam Lin
05:47
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It was late, quiet, a Friday at the crossroads
It was cold, autumn, the fires burning low
As I followed a trail of flowers through the wood
Each one shaped like a rose with the color and the fragrance of snow
And all the whiskey was drunk and the music dying down
As I took one in my fist and I tore it from the ground
And there was blood on my palm from where the thorns cut in
And I thought of the lover I thought I’d never see again
Then he stood there before me, a man with hollow eyes
He looked half-asleep, half-human, and only half alive
And as my legs on their own bore me gently towards him
My lips parted and I murmured the name of my darling, my lover, my long-lost Tam Lin…
He looked just the same as ten years before
When he was torn from my bed in the midst of a storm
By a woman whose name we don’t speak in this town
Who wears the bones of her lovers
And their blood in her gown
And then with a cold wind that woman was there
A beauty unparalleled with stars in her hair
That shattered and danced like fire on her skin
The lover, the captor of my darling Tam Lin
As I held him closer she smiled like death
Told me I’d have him back if we both passed her test, said
“He’s no longer the man who laid in your bed,
But why bother with words when I can show you instead?”
And then in my arms, I held a lion
That clawed at my eyes until i couldn’t see
And then a host of maggots all seething and writhing
As his voice cried out in terror "Just let go of me!"
But I held him close though his body kept changing
A serpent, a bear, his cells rearranging
Said “I’ll never let you go again, my darling Tam Lin
Though you break all my bones and you serrate my skin”
And all through the night though broken and sore
I clung tight to monsters each worse than before
As the wicked queen who tore him from me laughed at the sight
Of my darling, my lover, skinning me alive
Then dawn broke, and silence, I opened my eyes
They were whole and undamaged, and there by my side
Was my darling Tam Lin, pressed his lips to my own, said
“Though Death do us part, I will never let you go…”
“Though Death do us part, I will never let you go,
Though Death do us part, I will never let you go,
Though Death do us part, I will never let you go,
My darling, my lover, I will never let you go…”
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Lost my little girl to the foxes
Found her dress hanging on the briar;
Suspended like a fruit beneath its collar
A tuft of fur as red as autumn fire
The hen house in the yard was torn to splinters
Nothing left but feathers, bones, and blood.
And by the shallow pool in the meadow,
A trail of pawprints lead into the wood
So if you’re running through the rain
and the sun shines in the sky
Keep running till that light is gone
And if they catch you by the eye
and smile their wicked smiles
Keep running till you pass the dawn
I followed their tracks into the darkness
Running blind through aspen, oak, and pine.
Bewildered by the blooming of their lanterns
Foxfire strewn like breadcrumbs in a line
So if you’re running through the rain
And you fall down to all fours
Remember what you’re running from.
And if they take you to their lair
So deep under the ground
Remember me and run, run, run!
And in a clearing in the forest,
I saw before me that which I had feared
My daughter, a foxbride in the sunlight
Her fur was wet with rain her face with tears
So if you wear your wedding dress for that charlatan in red
Then you’re already lost, lost, lost,
And when your bright coat starts to fade, and your kits come out to play
Don’t let them steal another daughter away.
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6. |
The Vixen's Lament
02:18
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7. |
An Interlace of Bones
03:33
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Take my flesh and shake it out, put it in the washing machine
My heart is drying on the line while my skin is spinning clean
Skeletons are hard to sleep with
Bones are all that we have left
Shin bones, pelvis, heavy femurs
The chuckle of your fingers leaves me bereft
I feel the cutting of your cheekbones
On the temple of my skull
The empty space of unlocked ribcage
Once our hearts had made so full
And in the morning we'll wake early
Leave the curtains closed again
Slowly wrap our muscles round our bones
We'll take our organs from the wash
Freshly laundered, clean as new
And carefully replace them in their hollows
Because this night will be our last
We felt the need to wash the marks
Of all the secrets shared together
From our bodies and our hearts
The teeth-bite bruise on lips and necks
The sharp caress on shivering limbs
If left too long after we're gone
Would fray the fabric of our skin
And in the morning we'll wake early
Dress our skeletons again
Trying not to catch each other's eye
We'll smooth out wrinkles, settle seams
Rewire our newly polished veins
Cause we've already said our last goodbyes
Over and again (x3) I'm just a bag of bones now
Over and again (x3) I don't want you to go now
Over and again (x3) You say it's better this way
Over and again (x3) I'm just a bag of bones now
Our memories of love are washed out, we're strangers now
(Our skeletons remember)
Lace and tie and zip our flesh back into place
(Even if our love is over)
Put on our clothes
(I don't want you to go now)
Walk out the door
(You say it's better this way)
Sharing secrets no more
(I don't want you to leave me)
I'd rather keep these memories instead of being clean and empty
When we're clean and finally spotless, I give you one last kiss
There's nothing, no response from the clean, soft flesh that used to be your lips.
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Men like me must live with their sins
A boil in my blood like a fire ‘neath my skin
As I search every face for the marks of my kin
For no one else may know
What I became with the moon overhead
In the glow of their torchlights when they caught us in my bed
When I found him in the churchyard he was already dead
My lover, my sweet darling one
When man lies with man we are killed for our crimes
But they’ll wish the first life they’d taken was mine
For wolves hunt in packs, and the death isn’t kind
The forest looks out for her own.
(Here there be Howling)
It was full harvest moon on the night we returned
I knelt by the spot where his body was burned
And I tore off my clothes and I howled my grief
And then we turned our teeth on the town
And it wasn’t my first taste of the sweet flesh of man
As we descended on the town every wolf in the land
And our hot breath and our white fangs grew wet with the blood
Of the men who murdered my love
(ahwooo…
Ahwooooooo….
AHWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!)
Men like me must live with our sins
The boil in our blood like a fire ‘neath our skins
As we search every face for the marks of our kin
For no one else may know.
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I’M IN LOVE WITH A VAMPIRE, WOAH-OH
I’M IN LOVE WITH A VAMPIRE, WOAH-OH!
I’M IN LOVE WITH A VAMPIRE, WOAH-OH
EVERYBODY LOVES YOU WHEN YOU CAN TURN INTO A BAT!
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