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Blood Ceremony: "Lord Of Misrule" – 2016

энциклопедия: Blood Ceremony

Состав группы:

  • Alia O'Brien – вокал, флейта, орган, мелотрон
  • Sean Kennedy – гитара, вокал
  • Lucas Gadke – бас, бэк-вокал
  • Michael Carrillo – ударные, вокал

Blood Ceremony: "Lord Of Misrule" – 2016

Композиции:

  1. The Devil's Widow
  2. Loreley
  3. The Rogue's Lot
  4. Lord Of Misrule
  5. Half Moon Street
  6. The Weird Of Finistere
  7. Flower Phantoms
  8. Old Fires
  9. Things Present, Things Past

Лирика

1. The Devil's Widow

The weather never changes
Forgotten yesterdays
At play in the aether
Begotten in the haze
All my children are as one
Within Carterhaugh
Listless they dream of demons unseen
In their bacchanal

They can't help but stay
There's nothing out there for them anyway
They can't help but stay
Tam Lin, my love, has run away

The Devil's Widow
The Devil's Widow
The Devil's Widow

Diversions and pleasures
The best in life, I say
Not given for tomorrow
Live only for today
Dead eyes wander, shielded from
The world; though it's too late
Graze my fairest. All but the rarest:
Tam Lin, the runaway

You've gone and spoiled the happening
You wish to cut me loose
The things you say, you cannot mean
It's not becoming you
You used to be a shadow leaping
Upon my walls
You've split the scene and left your queen
Within Carterhaugh

The Devils Widow

2. Loreley

This river runs uphill, without end
And where it goes
No one knows
One simply cannot understand
You said there are no dead ends
Even so – it seems as though
We've circled back here once again
This river flows nowhere, so endlessly
If there's a way (though who's to say?)
Let this river meet the sea
We've always been here
And if we're never to reach the land
The Loreley's command
Keeps us all dreaming

And we'll sleep in the deep of a curious sea
Let them drown your soul in waves
Take my hand, bid a last farewell to the land
And here we'll stay
In the deep we will be unseasonably
Beyond the pale

This river flows nowhere, so violently
But it's the way, our only way
And ever after we shall be
And we'll go down, down, down, down, down
Much further down than we have ever been

If you ever want to see me again...

3. The Rogue's Lot

How do the living raise the dead?
Up from the depths
There's much to say that's not been said
Appeal of bells
Ringing in time
Like cutting knives
A calling and a compromise
Follow the chimes – do join us in the night

In an echoing wood they sway
In the costume of their day
The dead and living dance together
It's the time and it's the weather

Common men, uncommon crimes
Long since denied
They're devils from the other side
Well now, if you hear their song
And feel compelled to stay
We'll note the time, we'll note the day
Follow the chimes – do join us in the night

Rum and the devil's mob
In a dance macabre
And we've sent out invitations
To late friends abroad

4. Lord Of Misrule

He's always known his time's at hand
His rule is someone else's dreaming
Abbot of the Saturnalia

His entourage of imps and satyrs
The lord and lady serve as waiters
Offering curious wines

It's four o'clock and getting on to dark
There's a feast of fools in the back of beyond

Master of life, master of revels
Laughter – the custom at his table
Till thirty days are up

It's four o'clock and getting on to dark
There's a feast of fools in the back of beyond

In the night we exist
Eat, make merry and get pissed

It's four o'clock and getting on to dark
There's a feast of fools in the back of beyond

5. Half Moon Street

There's a horror in my soul
That I want so very much to know
I've learned the arts
From the worst blackguards
And now I'm living under the rose

I want to free this devilry
Hellhound running loose
Hothouse phantoms thrill my mind
If you only knew

Oh yes, I know
A place where evil grows
Like monstrous orchids in thorny rows
To rend and twist
With horrid artifice
Like Bacchus pursuing Amethyste

I want to free this devilry
Hellhound running loose
Hothouse phantoms thrill my mind
If you only knew

There's a light on Half Moon Street
In this house we often meet
As my enemies grew bolder
They moved in closer
But I'm in league with something older

And now it is time
Alive with drugs and wine
This world and all the rest I'll leave behind
Their mysteries I've been told
I've been brought deep into the fold
Of a circle unspeakably old

I want to free this devilry
Hellhound running loose
Hothouse phantoms thrill my mind
If you only knew

There's a light on Half Moon Street
London house of witchery
As my enemies grew bolder
They moved in closer
But I'm in league with something older

6. The Weird Of Finistere

The stars, the stars are much maligned
And hidden from the day
At night a darkling fiend
Upon our sleeping village preys
It looms in
From neighb'ring wood
From thickets wan and grey
And from the first
We've known not rest
A single day

At night, at night, a crimson light
Within the manor home
It grows inside with naught to hide
And takes on ghastly form
As pale as death, its face a mask
Of terrors dreamed in flame
Valet and maid, they would not stay
The lord has flown away
He's flown away

Oh, one by one
Its menace spun
Throughout this shadow bower
Here I remain, though rent in twain
Alone in my last hour
The Weird, the Weird of Finistere
Now here within my home
I fell its stare
And meet its glare
Its shadow my own

The Weird, the Weird of Finistere

7. Flower Phantoms

Lay down now
Lay down now
Lay down in the garden of dreams
Lay down now
Lay down now
You know nothing's as it seems

In between night and the dawn
I hear the call of an Orphie song

Phantoms, phantoms
To share this garden with me

Every corner has its fill of oleander
And each path that I see is shrouded in
Hemlock leaves
Oh so splendidly

Lay down now
Lay down now
Lay down in the garden of dreams
Lay down now
Lay down now
You know nothing's as it seems

Every night I dance among flowers
Rioting like maddened fauns
And with the light of day, my garden melts away

Every corner has its fill of oleander
And each path that I see is shrouded in
Hemlock leaves
Oh so splendidly

Eidolon
Eidolon
I'm slipping away
True love in a hothouse grave

Every night I dance among flowers
Rioting like maddened fauns
Phantoms, phantoms
To share this garden with me

Every corner has its fill of oleander
And each path that I see is shrouded in
Hemlock leaves
Oh so splendidly

Yes it's fine you see

8. Old Fires

Tongues of fire tell of ancient ways
Of long dead kings who ruled in pagan days
They knocked before their burning gods
Incandescent – worthy of our praise

Long ago we lost our way
Where's the thunder? Where's the light, you say?
In the darkness we retire
Let us light an endless fire

Old Fires!
Dying embers expire; but the feeling remains
Burn bright, burn higher!
Old Fires!
I know you see their flames

A regal sun once filled my days
When a cold wind blew in and swept our fire away
Without light how will I see you again?
Or were you ever there to find?

Long ago we lost our way
Where's the thunder? Where's the light, you say?
In the darkness we retire
Let us light an endless fire

Old Fires!
Dying embers expire; but the feeling remains
Burn bright, burn higher!
Old Fires!
I know you see their flames

Long ago we lost our way
Where's the thunder? Where's the light, you say?
In the darkness we retire
Let us light an endless fire

Old Fires!
Dying embers expire; but the feeling remains
Burn bright, burn higher!
Old Fires!
I know you see their flames

9. Things Present, Things Past

As the light of the day slowly fades away
When our memories are all that remains
Do we fly into the past of play our endgame?
There's a case to be made, either way

As the light of the day slowly fades away
Let the coming night perform its shadow-play
If there's anything you need, just ask
Mephistopheles
Always kind with a trick up his sleeve

As the light of the day slowly fades away
See the sky open like a shallow grave
And everything it frees with a rattle and a wheeze
In the end like so many fallen leaves

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