Violent Lullaby

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[Verse 1]

[dark creepy deep baritone male vocals]

Lo! ’tis a gala night

Within the lonesome latter years

A mystic throng, bewinged, bedight

In veils and drowned in tears

Sit in a theatre to see

A play of hopes and fears

While the orchestra breathes fitfully

The music of the spheres

[Verse 2]

[dark male vocals]

Mimes, in the form of God on high,

Mutter and mumble low

And hither and thither fly

Mere puppets they, who come and go

At bidding of vast shadowy things

That shift the scenery to and fro

Flapping from out their Condor wings

Invisible Wo!

[creepy violin short solo]

[Bridge]

[dark creepy deep baritone male vocals]

That motley drama - oh, be sure

It shall not be forgot!

With its Phantom chased forevermore

By a crowd that seize it not

Through a circle that ever returneth in

To the self-same spot

And much of Madness and more of Sin

And Horror the soul of the plot

[Verse 3]

[dark male vocals]

But see, amid the mimic rout

A crawling shape intrude!

A blood-red thing that writhes from out

The scenic solitude!

It writhes! - it writhes! - with mortal pangs

The mimes become its food,

And the angels sob at vermin fangs

In human gore imbued!

[creepy guitar short solo]

[Verse 4]

[dark screaming male vocals]

Out - out are the lights - out all!

And, over each dying form

The curtain, a funeral pall

Comes down with the rush of a storm

And the seraphs, all haggard and wan

Uprising, unveiling, affirm

That the play is the tragedy “Man”

Its hero the Conqueror Worm