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Why, Why? - Dark Waters
04:03
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Professor Mesmer's Phantasmagoria
Tickets please, tickets please; come, gather round
For a spectacle of wonder sure to keep you spellbound.
Such enticing enthralling adventurous schemes!
But fear not; this ain't no trap from which your soul you must redeem.
They call me Count Mesmer; pleased to make your acquaintance
You in the back, quit shoving! We must be patient
For my phantasmagoria if provided just a moment
Will give a glimpse of your future; tell me, have you ever been shown it?
For just the price of your ticket; nothing more, I swear
The fortune of great kings will be yours, and beyond compare
Just think of Oedipus Rex, and MacBeth, and King Herod of old
And the great power they held when the truth is foretold.
So step right up; my contraption has been spinning
And behold the fluid images, but that's just the beginning
You're getting sleepy now, I can tell - you cannot deceive me
You cannot escape the fog spread to receive thee
The trap has been sprung; by ruse have I stolen
Your pocket watch, billfold, your mind, and your soul, and
Forever you'll waltz, my somnambulist pet
But your old life of hubris you'll never forget
Alone in the catacombs, deathly barren and dark
One must hold fast to one's soul strings when the carnival barks
You know that now if you didn't know it then
And with a spoonful of foresight, maybe five'll get you ten.
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A Twilight Waltz Through the Catacombs - Prelude in E minor
Winds a misty haze
Ashes of the olden days
Through the tunnels of your dreams
And living, though so still it seems
Forever through the corridors
Concealed from golden rays
Destitute in solitude
You gaze at what this specter plays
Mesmerized and intertwined
You never saw the end
Nor prophesied dreams serpentine
The fog that evil sent
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Blackbird Hill by Carpal Tullar
I wanted to mention that you found my friends up on the Blackbird Hill
I needed to know that you found my friends and that they're out there still
You found my friends on the blackbird crested hill
You found my friends on the blackbird haunted hill
If you cross the fence and take the path that bends around to echo field
If you pick up a sense a wicked silent suspense then that's the weight they wield
You found my friends on the blackbird crested hill
You found my friends on the blackbird haunted hill
Until...
Upon the blackbird hill they will be waiting still
As they reflect on whom they've haunted
And you may find your thrill on top of Blackbird Hill
And you may wish no haunting on it
But they won't listen, they won't listen, they won't listen
They wanted me to commend you though you turned ghost white you really held up well
If you ever go back they'll double down and attack and you should run like hell
You found my friends on the blackbird crested hill
You found my friends on the blackbird haunted hill
Until...
Upon the blackbird hill they will be waiting still
As they reflect on whom they've haunted
And what I still don't get I've thought and thought and I'm yet
To figure what they've ever wanted
So listen as you walk to hear a blackbird talk could be an evil looming on it
And you may find your thrill on top of Blackbird Hill
And you may wish no haunting on it
But they won't listen, they won't listen, they won't listen
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Object X - Out of Place
06:15
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Object x
Out of Place
Something’s crawling in my space, out of place
And I don’t like it
Well it slithers through my room by the light of the moon
And I don’t want it
It’s a shadow in the dark that leaves an icy mark
And I can feel it
Brushing up against my skin then it disappears again
Can you believe it
And it follows me around when I’m walking through town
Like a cold ever-present stare
When I’m driving alone, feel it deep in my bones
Like a ghost in an empty lair
In the darkness, in the fog, in the vacant lot
It makes me want to run and hide
But no matter where I go there’s no escape you know
And it eats me up inside
What’s that under the bed
Whispers in my ear
Creeping through my head
Am I better off dead
Something’s out of place and I don’t like it
Something’s out of place and I don’t want it
Something’s out of place and I can feel it
Something’s out of place, will you believe it
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Artist name: ben survant
Album name: “The King of Halloween”
Song name: “It’s Halloween (Paper Lanterns)”
I see it in the corner of my eye
The way the setting sun casts an orange glow tonight
And up among the tallest of the trees
I saw a yellow leaf revealed in the evening breeze
And now I walk along familiar streets
But all the normal things seem a little strange
They flicker in the fading summer heat
And there’s a new world coming underneath
There is a new word in every mouth that you meet
It’s knocking at your door
It creaks across the floor
It settles in the eaves
And soon it will be clear enough for you to see
It’s Halloween
So go pick out your pumpkin
And carve it on the floor
And light it in the evening
For one you’re waiting for
And as the flame burns down inside it
Paper lanterns line the lawn
Hear them howling in the distance
Until the night turns into dawn
Then they’ll be gone
The neighborhood is quiet
Save the barking of a dog
On the porches eyes are glowing
Jack o’ lanterns in the fog
Will the dead come back to haunt us?
Will they stagger in the street?
Dressed in rotting rags of cotton,
Is it real or just a dream
This halloween?
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Something in your nightmares
Something on the stairs
Something in your closet
Wants to know you’re there
Something in your nightmares
Something on the stairs
Something in your closet
Wants to know you’re there
Wicked Things
Wicked Things
Wicked Things
Wicked Things
Don’t look back, look behind you
Something in the air reminds you
Crawling in the grass it’s nearer
Hiding now it's skin is clearer
Reach down between your legs
Hoping that your hand will strike it
It’s too late, it consumes you
Nothing you can say or do
Something in your nightmares
Something on the stairs
Something in your closet
Wants to know you’re there
Wicked Things
Wicked Things
Wicked Things
Wicked Things
“That man was in a state of shock. I’ve seen frightened men before… terrified men… but I’ve never seen anything to compare with the horror and the fear in his eyes”
“Now, why didn’t these monsters attack us? I’ve been thinking about that. They’re probably night creatures. They can’t stand the light and they stay down during the day.”
Wicked Things
Wicked Things
Wicked Things
Wicked Things
“Nothing scares them, animal or human, and yet something made them leave”
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Dive into a poor man's soul
Take his guts to feed the worms
Take his bones
And Build a home
But don’t you ever take his word
Let blood (let blood let blood)
pour down (let blood pour down)
Let blood (let blood let blood)
pour down (Let blood pour down)
All these rows of hands and feet
They mean so very much to me
And their eyes
As big as God
Two swimming pools as they all died
Let blood (let blood let blood)
Pour down (let blood pour down)
Let blood (let blood let blood)
Pour down (Let blood pour down)
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VERSE 1
Big Dick Scarry from the military
Wrote stories 'bout animals
But what we never read
Was a troubled man
Possibly a cannibal
Covered up so you don't hear about
This Busy Town that he made
Unheard stories like how Miss Honey
Ate poor Sally Cats brains
CHORUS
Big Dick Scarry from the military
Big Dick Scarry from the military
Big Dick Scarry from the military
Was he real sweet or was he a creep
VERSE 2
Mr. Fumble and Sprout Goat
Tied Sergent Murphy to a fence
As Doctor Lion went to get the scalpel
To remove his fingerprints
Lowly Worm saw and screamed for help
When he heard Murphys cries
As Mr. Frumble dowses Lowly
With a can of insecticide
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Huckle Cat now all alone
Since Grocer Cats hit n run
As Billy Dog corners him
He tears him apart just for fun
Solo
CHORUS ×2
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We call upon the Lord of Low
Lift us to your glorious realm
As above so below
Guide us through the abyss
enemies with death's kiss
And so it is
Forever more
We put our faces on
Be who we wanna be
No right no wrong
Our one night to be free
Oh Halloween 4x
We walk the left hand path
And scream out trick or treat
You don't want to feel the wrath
That comes on Halloween
Oh Halloween 4x
The witches spell is cast
The wolf shakes off his skin
The monsters eyes a light
Now let the right one in
Oh Halloween 4x
Wolves howl on Halloween
Wolves howl howl howl howl on Hallooween
Witches ride on Halloween
Witches ride ride ride ride on Halloween
The ghouls rule the night
bats hang in the trees
cmon child, it's alright
Now's the time to come with me
Don't stop till you see the light
Riot in the cemetery
Oh Halloween 4x
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A Montreal Paul - Demons
03:52
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Am-C-D
You're tellin' me it's my fault For messin' 'round with the occult
Bm-D-Em
But how was I to know that magic
Am
Could end up being so tragic?
I thought I'd be in command Always having the upper hand Ooo, the power! Oh what fun! Now everybody's on the run
Chorus: Dm. DM6. AM. F- Am
An infestation of swarming demons Satan and his infernal minions
Em. Bm. G-Bm
To sow the seeds of deadly sins
F. Maj7. C. F- c
Well, everybody's got opinions
F. Maj7. C. F-c
But don't you welcome in the demons
Dm. 6. Am. F-am
Satan or his infernal minions
Everyday, another test
Can never falter, never rest
Sure, you say I caused this mess
Well, I thought that it was best
Chorus
Who led me into temptation
Into a no-win situation
Ignoring signs and indications
As being just my imagination?
Chorus
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Someone I love gave me a box of darkness
In my weakest state
Searching for my loved ones
Voice I can't mistake
One came from the darkness
How was I to know it was fake.
Are you there?
Can you hear me calling?
I am calling out to you.
Are you there?
Can you hear me?
Cause I hear you.
We gathered round a dark satin table
On all hallows eve
In this shell of a house
Like a heart of ice that never melts
You won't go and I can't leave
Come to our table, come to me.
Black smoke rolls from shuttered windows
A ghost with no body
Shadows move at angles
When nobody speaks
There is mere lifting hunger
Whose eyes were unseen
The ghosts that fill my home
Are after me.
Beyond the door and into the hall
There was a breath,
There was a call.
Hold on tightly,
Why are your hands so cold?
How was I to know it wasn't you?
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Surprise Transylvanian Jig
Jay & bill
Dance, dance, devil
in the blood moon’s light
Dance, dance, devil
To the symphony of night
Blood of kings
Blood of queens
Courses through me
But never fills my veins
The taste of centuries
The ancient past
Dry upon my lips
never seems to last
Chorus
Dance, dance,
To the heartbeat
Dance, dance to the pulse
I’ve been dancing
This Transylvanian jig
When I grow thirsty
I tap a human keg
I’ve danced eternally
Time is on my side
But when I feed my hunger
I’m never satisfied
Chorus
Dance, dance, revolution
Dance, dance, spin and spin
I fear I grow weary
Of this dance that I’m in.
Dance, dance
Dance, dance
There’s always an ending
Nature will adjust
I’ll swing into the sunlight
I’ll lie in my own dust
Dance, dance, to the music
Dance, dance to the song
Dance, dance, I’ve been dancing
For so very long
Dance, dance, to the drumbeat
Dance, dance, to the tune
Dance, dance,
In the sunlight
Goodnight, sister moon.
Dance, dance
Dance, dance
Dance, dance
Dance, dance devil
in the blood moon’s light
Dance, dance devil
To the symphony of night
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