Haunted
1. storia
2. Oblivious
3. Red Moon
4. Magia
5. Forever Slumber
6. Full Moon
7. To the Ending
8. Lacrimosa
9. Graveyard
10. Ghost
11. Still Doll
storia
(verse 1)
the women of London
have a secret they’ll never tell
the women of this town
sought their revenge as well
and ripped Jack until he cracked
who cares if we’re in the slums of East London?
we want justice for our fellow women
and we won’t rest until it’s done
Scotland Yard’s wives have supper waiting at home
they have to get to it before the cobblestone streets are cold and alone
Annie Chapman said a drunk man confessed
in Whitechapel so we got dressed
and done the deed and cleansed a sin
(chorus)
the men have gone too far
it doesn’t matter if he’s English or Irish
don’t tell a soul, not even your parish
our story veiled by fog follows him to his grave
he took their voices by slashing their throats
we got rid of him by taking his life
(end chorus)
(verse 2)
their stories resonated with us
treated less than dogs
rumors of horror passed in whispers
Queen Victoria hid the prince away
the dried bloodstains are here stay
(chorus)
the men have gone too far
it doesn’t matter if he’s English or Irish
don’t tell a soul, not even your parish
our story veiled by fog follows him to his grave
he took their voices by slashing their throats
we got rid of him by taking his life
(end chorus)
(bridge)
send half of his kidney to the press
then wash your hands of this bloody mess
five victims are five too many
they were wives, they were sisters, they had lives
ripped tragically short
(chorus)
the men have gone too far
it doesn’t matter if he’s English or Irish
don’t tell a soul, not even your parish
our story veiled by fog follows him to his grave
he took their voices by slashing their throats
we got rid of him by taking his life
the murders faded got lost in the words of record history
but these women never forgot this story
(end chorus)
Oblivious
(verse 1)
(pain piercing like icy rain
rage burns like a candle starting a house fire
caught in the curtains gone is my silhouette
what remains are ashes of my regret, ahh)
ahh, ahh, ahh
ahh, ahh, ahh
ahh, ahh, ahh
(my deep sorrow)
in the amphitheater of my dark clouded mind
is an empty monochrome carnival
imaginary figures who are supposed to be my only friends
still point at me on stage with dirty fingers
(chorus)
oblivious, my pain means nothing to the real world
their unending hurt is my twisted sustenance
their judging stares keep me at a cornered distance
together, let’s end it all
destruction befalls
ahh, ahh, ahh
ahh, ahh, ahh
(end chorus)
(verse 2)
unconditional love is a happy child’s fairytale
while I stay unnoticed by the gothic archways
being shunned is what I’m used to so well
the black-feathered angel, loneliness, keeps me company
(chorus)
oblivious, I want to be on the inside looking out
see their movements field with anxiety and self-doubt
if they had hearts of darkness
then we could all bare witness
as the light becomes shadow
(end chorus)
(bridge)
someday, it’ll all be gone
finally then, my will has won
fire up burns, wince at ice
wounds cut deep, you can’t sleep
through any season
because of jagged reasons
nothing heals feelings like these
ahh, ahh, ahh
ahh, ahh, ahh
(pain piercing like icy rain
rage burns like a candle starting a house fire
caught in the curtains gone is my silhouette
what remains are ashes of my regret, ahh)
(chorus)
oblivious, my pain means nothing to the real world
their unending hurt is my twisted sustenance
their judging stares keep me at a cornered distance
together, let’s end it all
destruction befalls
oblivious, I want to be on the inside looking out
see their movements field with anxiety and self-doubt
if they had hearts of darkness
then we could all bare witness
as the light becomes shadow
ahh, ahh, ahh
ahh, ahh, ahh
(end chorus)
(verse 1)
the women of London
have a secret they’ll never tell
the women of this town
sought their revenge as well
and ripped Jack until he cracked
we want justice for our fellow women
and we won’t rest until it’s done
Scotland Yard’s wives have supper waiting at home
they have to get to it before the cobblestone streets are cold and alone
Annie Chapman said a drunk man confessed
in Whitechapel so we got dressed
and done the deed and cleansed a sin
the men have gone too far
it doesn’t matter if he’s English or Irish
don’t tell a soul, not even your parish
our story veiled by fog follows him to his grave
he took their voices by slashing their throats
we got rid of him by taking his life
(end chorus)
their stories resonated with us
treated less than dogs
rumors of horror passed in whispers
Queen Victoria hid the prince away
the dried bloodstains are here stay
the men have gone too far
it doesn’t matter if he’s English or Irish
don’t tell a soul, not even your parish
our story veiled by fog follows him to his grave
he took their voices by slashing their throats
we got rid of him by taking his life
(end chorus)
send half of his kidney to the press
then wash your hands of this bloody mess
five victims are five too many
they were wives, they were sisters, they had lives
ripped tragically short
the men have gone too far
it doesn’t matter if he’s English or Irish
don’t tell a soul, not even your parish
our story veiled by fog follows him to his grave
he took their voices by slashing their throats
we got rid of him by taking his life
the murders faded got lost in the words of record history
but these women never forgot this story
(end chorus)
(verse 1)
(pain piercing like icy rain
rage burns like a candle starting a house fire
caught in the curtains gone is my silhouette
what remains are ashes of my regret, ahh)
ahh, ahh, ahh
ahh, ahh, ahh
(my deep sorrow)
is an empty monochrome carnival
imaginary figures who are supposed to be my only friends
still point at me on stage with dirty fingers
oblivious, my pain means nothing to the real world
their unending hurt is my twisted sustenance
their judging stares keep me at a cornered distance
together, let’s end it all
destruction befalls
ahh, ahh, ahh
ahh, ahh, ahh
(end chorus)
unconditional love is a happy child’s fairytale
while I stay unnoticed by the gothic archways
being shunned is what I’m used to so well
the black-feathered angel, loneliness, keeps me company
oblivious, I want to be on the inside looking out
see their movements field with anxiety and self-doubt
if they had hearts of darkness
then we could all bare witness
as the light becomes shadow
(end chorus)
someday, it’ll all be gone
finally then, my will has won
fire up burns, wince at ice
wounds cut deep, you can’t sleep
through any season
because of jagged reasons
nothing heals feelings like these
ahh, ahh, ahh
rage burns like a candle starting a house fire
caught in the curtains gone is my silhouette
what remains are ashes of my regret, ahh)
oblivious, my pain means nothing to the real world
their unending hurt is my twisted sustenance
their judging stares keep me at a cornered distance
together, let’s end it all
destruction befalls
oblivious, I want to be on the inside looking out
see their movements field with anxiety and self-doubt
if they had hearts of darkness
then we could all bare witness
as the light becomes shadow
ahh, ahh, ahh
ahh, ahh, ahh
(end chorus)
Red Moon
(verse 1)
(witches with continuous curses
we have our own crosses to bear)
there’s bloodlust in my sorrows
my poor Dorothea set ablaze at the stake
they got the wrong innocent sister but tomorrow
they’ll pay for their wicked ways
wishing they had minded their own business
the humans have their trials and proof
I’ve got my revenge and cruel curses
because she was no more a witch
than that man a wizard
they took away her life and our link
may God give them blood to drink
(chorus)
recite the incantation while thinking of your reason
contain your thirst for calamity
and curse your destiny
wait for the red moon
dye their lives in their own foolish blood
bury them underneath a thin layer of mud
and mourn your beloved
(end chorus)
(verse 2)
I’ve cried tears of my own crimson
I don’t care what happens to me
they’ll pay for their treason
what’s wrong with making potions for the ill
connecting with nature and serving God’s will
Mary Good is a liar
she’s sin incarnate and a jealous finger pointer
they’ll see what a spell can do
I’ll summon hell itself and burn them all down
(chorus)
recite the incantation while thinking of your reason
contain your thirst for calamity
and curse your destiny
wait for the red moon
dye their lives in their own foolish blood
bury them underneath a thin layer of mud
and mourn your beloved
(end chorus)
(bridge)
wipe them all from their precious colony
my skin has been green with envy
they get to be normal
and they want to put me under control
they’ll pay, they’ll all pay
(witches with continuous curses
we have our own crosses to bear)
I just wanted to help the world with white magic
but my soul turned as black as a charcoal cat
no good deed goes unpunished
and I won’t die until my will’s finished
(chorus)
recite the incantation while thinking of your reason
contain your thirst for calamity
and curse your destiny
wait for the red moon
dye their lives in their own foolish blood
bury them underneath a thin layer of mud
and mourn your beloved
recite the incantation while thinking of my reason
contain my thirst for calamity
and curse my destiny
here’s the blessed red moon
dye their lives in their own foolish blood
bury them underneath a thin layer of mud
and mourn my beloved… sister
(witches with continuous curses
we have our own crosses to bear
there’s nothing left for us here
witches with continuous curses
we have our own crosses to bear
there’s nothing left for us here
witches with continuous curses
we have our own crosses to bear
there’s nothing left for us here)
(end chorus)
(verse 1)
(witches with continuous curses
we have our own crosses to bear)
my poor Dorothea set ablaze at the stake
they got the wrong innocent sister but tomorrow
they’ll pay for their wicked ways
wishing they had minded their own business
the humans have their trials and proof
I’ve got my revenge and cruel curses
because she was no more a witch
than that man a wizard
they took away her life and our link
may God give them blood to drink
recite the incantation while thinking of your reason
contain your thirst for calamity
and curse your destiny
wait for the red moon
dye their lives in their own foolish blood
bury them underneath a thin layer of mud
and mourn your beloved
(end chorus)
I’ve cried tears of my own crimson
I don’t care what happens to me
they’ll pay for their treason
what’s wrong with making potions for the ill
connecting with nature and serving God’s will
Mary Good is a liar
she’s sin incarnate and a jealous finger pointer
they’ll see what a spell can do
I’ll summon hell itself and burn them all down
recite the incantation while thinking of your reason
contain your thirst for calamity
and curse your destiny
wait for the red moon
dye their lives in their own foolish blood
bury them underneath a thin layer of mud
and mourn your beloved
(end chorus)
wipe them all from their precious colony
my skin has been green with envy
they get to be normal
and they want to put me under control
they’ll pay, they’ll all pay
we have our own crosses to bear)
but my soul turned as black as a charcoal cat
no good deed goes unpunished
and I won’t die until my will’s finished
recite the incantation while thinking of your reason
contain your thirst for calamity
and curse your destiny
wait for the red moon
dye their lives in their own foolish blood
bury them underneath a thin layer of mud
and mourn your beloved
recite the incantation while thinking of my reason
contain my thirst for calamity
and curse my destiny
here’s the blessed red moon
dye their lives in their own foolish blood
bury them underneath a thin layer of mud
and mourn my beloved… sister
(witches with continuous curses
we have our own crosses to bear
there’s nothing left for us here
witches with continuous curses
we have our own crosses to bear
there’s nothing left for us here
witches with continuous curses
we have our own crosses to bear
there’s nothing left for us here)
(end chorus)
Magia
(verse 1)
everything has a high price
especially a trivial wish
what, you just thought it’d be free?
someone had to work to make it come true
pay with your soul
offer your body
my greed is so heavy
we made the exchange
now you’re feeling strange
you’re nothing but a shell now
your blood belongs to me
since I met you on the street
it’s just too tempting your destiny
(chorus)
fight against a twisted version of yourself
hear the cries that you cause all for my wealth
magic in exchange for your health
anyone would make a wish for power
I enchanted you in my unemotional light
saving the universe with danger at its height
I think your wish was stupid, personally
you paid with your life at the strike of the hour
(end chorus)
(verse 2)
I can see the taint of your soul
your shine can only become dull
don’t worry, your wish will live on
you won’t but that’s the price you pay
so young you went on your way
a zombie that can only moan
I see you’ve grown to hate
if you had asked, I would have told
but at such a bargain you wouldn’t wait
the paint peeled off and you hated what you’ve become
(chorus)
fight against a twisted version of yourself
hear the cries that you cause all for my wealth
magic in exchange for your health
anyone would make a wish for power
I bathed you in my unemotional light
saving the universe with danger at its height
I think your wish was stupid, personally
you paid with your life at the strike of the hour
(end chorus)
(bridge)
to think you almost wished for anything
maybe circumstances are different in another time
and our fated paths never aligned
that’s the only thing that can save your helpless soul
(light can’t even reach you anymore)
(chorus)
fight against a twisted version of yourself
hear the cries that you cause all for my wealth
magic in exchange for your health
anyone would make a wish for power
I bathed you in my unemotional light
saving the universe with danger at its height
I think your wish was stupid, personally
you paid with your life at the strike of the hour
(end chorus)
(verse 1)
everything has a high price
especially a trivial wish
what, you just thought it’d be free?
someone had to work to make it come true
pay with your soul
offer your body
my greed is so heavy
now you’re feeling strange
you’re nothing but a shell now
your blood belongs to me
since I met you on the street
it’s just too tempting your destiny
fight against a twisted version of yourself
hear the cries that you cause all for my wealth
magic in exchange for your health
anyone would make a wish for power
I enchanted you in my unemotional light
saving the universe with danger at its height
I think your wish was stupid, personally
you paid with your life at the strike of the hour
(end chorus)
I can see the taint of your soul
your shine can only become dull
don’t worry, your wish will live on
you won’t but that’s the price you pay
so young you went on your way
a zombie that can only moan
if you had asked, I would have told
but at such a bargain you wouldn’t wait
the paint peeled off and you hated what you’ve become
fight against a twisted version of yourself
hear the cries that you cause all for my wealth
magic in exchange for your health
anyone would make a wish for power
I bathed you in my unemotional light
saving the universe with danger at its height
I think your wish was stupid, personally
you paid with your life at the strike of the hour
(end chorus)
to think you almost wished for anything
maybe circumstances are different in another time
and our fated paths never aligned
that’s the only thing that can save your helpless soul
(light can’t even reach you anymore)
fight against a twisted version of yourself
hear the cries that you cause all for my wealth
magic in exchange for your health
anyone would make a wish for power
I bathed you in my unemotional light
saving the universe with danger at its height
I think your wish was stupid, personally
you paid with your life at the strike of the hour
(end chorus)
Forever Slumber
that was the end of that actress's life
tying up lose ends and cleaning up crumbs
locking away secret's in my heart's catacombs
(verse 1)
my tribe said don’t be afraid on my sixteenth birthday
wolves are supposed to run and hunt in packs
but I just desire to be alone
it happened as the ancients said
I turned into a carnivore in my own home
I snuck through the woods
I rebelled as a young boy should
I lose control under the bright white of the full moon
I huff and puff and unleash mighty gales
because my animal instincts rage like a tempest
for the rest of the month I hide in my timidness
it’s something beyond my control
it feels good and I don’t hurt at all
full moon howl, crescent bark
playing foul in the dark
my victims see a mad dog
I see a feast and I unleash
under the full moon
(end chorus)
it’s hard to believe this boy was afraid of lycanthropy
but as a man the thrill of giving into to the urge is pure ecstasy
I’ve cleared out camps
clawed my way through the wilderness
I feast nightly though I’m never full
my mind can hardly keep it all behind
a pureblood can be a alpha hybrid
it’s like tea time with Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
the animal won’t rest until my humanity has died
I lose control under the bright white of the full moon
I huff and puff and unleash mighty gales
because my animal instincts rage like a tempest
for the rest of the month I hide in my timidness
it’s something beyond my control
it feels good and I don’t hurt at all
full moon howl, crescent bark
playing foul in the dark
my victims see a mad dog
I see a feast and I unleash
under the full moon
(end chorus)
a shape-shifter hidden under the words of medieval folklore
no one expects when I hunt and I crave more
you might call it a curse or affliction
but nothing can cure my addiction
keep away with your candlesticks of silver
I’ll lash out and eat your liver
I lose control under the bright white of the full moon
I huff and puff and unleash mighty gales
because my animal instincts rage like a tempest
for the rest of the month I hide in my timidness
it’s something beyond my control
it feels good and I don’t hurt at all
full moon howl, crescent bark
playing foul in the dark
my victims see a mad dog
I see a feast and I unleash
under the full moon
under the full moon
under the full moon
(end chorus)
the scariest thing of all
has to be you can't accurately
pick out a murderer
(chorus)
is it your husband? is it your wife?
is it your mother after your own life?
leave like a father, run like white river water
perhaps a jealous sister
or a random mister
your own brother couldn't possibly hurt another
or could he? or could they?
(end chorus)
(verse 2)
chasing to the ending
a life cut short
a knife can't cut suffering
maybe it was an accident
but either way, it was tragic
the knife just slipped
the gun fired on its own
a case of mistaken identity
their mind told them
it was a supernatural entity
people can be creatures of pure malice
after all, it's hard to look away from chaos
(chorus)
is it your husband? is it your wife?
is it your mother after your own life?
leave like a father, run like white river water
perhaps a jealous sister
or a random mister
your own brother couldn't possibly hurt another
or could he? or could they?
(end chorus)
(bridge)
asking the important question
becoming paranoid over little actions
what are the motives?
what did you do wrong?
have they taken many lives?
maybe they're too strong
is that poison in your porcelain cup?
is that a message written in blood?
is that black rose a sign of death?
have all these ravens gathered here for a purpose?
will the body be found or will it rust?
(chorus)
is it your husband? is it your wife?
is it your mother after your own life?
leave like a father, run like white river water
perhaps a jealous sister
or a random mister
your own brother couldn't possibly hurt another
or could he? or could they?
is it your husband? is it your wife?
is it your mother after your own life?
leave like a father, run like white river water
perhaps a jealous sister
or a random mister
your own brother couldn't possibly hurt another
or could he? or could they?
(end chorus)
(verse 1)
he was a critic of the written word
exploring dark romanticism in ambitious poetry
knew his way around a drink until he was foaming at the mouth like he contracted rabies
publication wasn’t going well
ended up face down in a ditch
his rivals’ bark wasn’t as mean as the poet’s bite
yet to this modern day he still gives readers a fright
decomposing and reanimating like his characters
buried in the same place as his mother and lover
but he wasn’t alive, and only lives on through his works
his stories were short just like his temper
if a man sought the light, he composed it darker
(end chorus)
he preferred his themes to lean gothic
his abnormal protagonists dialogue spoken dramatic
inspiring endless generations of the lost
and quoted as saying we can only know death because of life
decomposing and reanimating like his characters
buried in the same place as his mother and lover
but he wasn’t alive, and only lives on through his works
his stories were short just like his temper
if a man sought the light, he composed it darker
(end chorus)
it’s like he’s writing from the grave
wishing he had a soul for God to save
his written word will be forever yours
but he will be, quote the raven “nevermore”
decomposing and reanimating like his characters
buried in the same place as his mother and lover
but he wasn’t alive, and only lives on through his works
his stories were short just like his temper
if a man sought the light, he composed it darker
(end chorus)
Graveyard
(verse 1)
perhaps the captain went mad
perhaps the ship sailed through the perfect storm
perhaps the crew encounter pirates who took no prisoners
because they’d be another mouth to feed
because they wished to become sinners
now the ship just floats the seven seas
drifting wherever the current leads
home to ghosts of a crew
haunted by rats gone askew
(chorus)
drifting through endless fog
rust growing on the sails
a destination it once had
a final voyage to the bottom of the deep blue
like a sinking journey to the crypt
a haunted ship tainted by silence
a graveyard of nothing but unmanned ships
(end chorus)
(verse 2)
spotted off the coast of England
whisked away from the land
perhaps they ran out of food and starved
perhaps it was a supernatural force
perhaps they sailed through Bermuda
(chorus)
drifting through endless fog
rust growing on the sails
a destination it once had
a final voyage to the bottom of the deep blue
like a sinking journey to the crypt
a haunted ship tainted by silence
a graveyard of nothing but unmanned ships
(end chorus)
(chorus)
drifting through endless fog
rust growing on the sails
a destination it once had
a final voyage to the bottom of the deep blue
like a sinking journey to the crypt
a haunted ship tainted by silence
a graveyard of nothing but unmanned ships
(end chorus)
(verse 1)
perhaps the captain went mad
perhaps the ship sailed through the perfect storm
perhaps the crew encounter pirates who took no prisoners
because they’d be another mouth to feed
because they wished to become sinners
drifting wherever the current leads
home to ghosts of a crew
haunted by rats gone askew
drifting through endless fog
rust growing on the sails
a destination it once had
a final voyage to the bottom of the deep blue
like a sinking journey to the crypt
a haunted ship tainted by silence
a graveyard of nothing but unmanned ships
(end chorus)
spotted off the coast of England
whisked away from the land
perhaps they ran out of food and starved
perhaps it was a supernatural force
perhaps they sailed through Bermuda
drifting through endless fog
rust growing on the sails
a destination it once had
a final voyage to the bottom of the deep blue
like a sinking journey to the crypt
a haunted ship tainted by silence
a graveyard of nothing but unmanned ships
(end chorus)
drifting through endless fog
rust growing on the sails
a destination it once had
a final voyage to the bottom of the deep blue
like a sinking journey to the crypt
a haunted ship tainted by silence
a graveyard of nothing but unmanned ships
(end chorus)
Ghost
(verse 1)
she's always been so jealous
I saw her with the devil make a wish
now I'm living an afterlife
looking through stained-glass windows
she threw me into a dry well
and filled it in with cold rain water
I want her to die
(chorus)
I'm a ghost
caught between this world and the next
a curse alive and willing to hex
if I'm stuck here
and I can't go there to be with my mother
the fish in the water
couldn't give her back her daughter
so I'll ruin you
(end chorus)
(verse 2)
welcome to darkness
you know, we could have been friends
but maybe when you meet your untimely end
I was the beloved doll
even after my fall
they still didn't pay attention to you
(chorus)
I'm a ghost
caught between this world and the next
a curse alive and willing to hex
if I'm stuck here
and I can't go there to be with my mother
the fish in the water
couldn't give her back her daughter
so I'll ruin you
ahh, you're gonna die
(right into the heart
tear her apart
right into the heart
tear her apart)
(end chorus)
(verse 1)
I miss Alice
she’s still here under the rickety floorboards
I mishear ghostly footsteps for her cold heartbeat
her still doll stares at me in bed
her still doll grows from her dread
don’t let me fall asleep
at dusk it creeps unto me
and sobs in screams
I swear as the days cross
the still doll looks more and more like her
does it possess her memory?
(end chorus)
I miss Alice
she stabs away at time using the pointed hands of the clock
and the silent pendulum won’t be my shield
the still doll tolls my life’s bell
the still doll I drowned in a shallow well
don’t let me fall asleep
it still wishes to reap
its own sorrows
it’s after my wretched life
it’ll toy and stick a knife in my torso
and watch me bleed so
do you not answer?
(end chorus)
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