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Curse Of The Virgin Canvas

Songwriters: Dennis Lee, Shawn Milke, Patrick M. Thompson

 

(I am here to tell you a story.
A story that will torture your thoughts by day and poison your dreams by night.
And though I will do my best, there are no words
that can be written nor brush strokes laid on canvas
that can describe the stark and utter horror of the night that Annabel died.
The emptiness will haunt you.)

This is a nightmare, is my Annabel really gone?
My eyes are stung by daylight, I find it hard to breathe.
Her body teases me as the sun reveals the dawn.
The smell of blood still crawls, I kiss you softly goodbye.

Baby, lay in my arms and cuddle me close.
Soon this will be just an awful memory...
Will I ever be able to sleep again?

My angel lie to me and tell me I'm dreaming.
(please wake me up, please wake me).
I feel like you will always be such a tragic part of me.
(oh ecstasy you torture me).

I watch the blood drip from the corners of your mouth.
Your icy flesh is lying, your pallid skin still glows.
I'm starting to believe what my eyes are seeing now.
You're still so beautiful and yet so morbidly still.

Baby, lay in my arms and cuddle me close.
Soon this will be just an awful memory...
Will I ever be able to sleep again?

My angel lie to me and tell me I'm dreaming.
(please wake me up, please wake me).
I feel like you will always be such a tragic part of me.
(oh ecstasy you torture me).

Sweet revenge... He will pay, he will pay my dear.
Empty eyes accuse a face so evil, I'm coming undone.
The mirror says it all, a crimson story of innocence lost.
Empty eyes accuse a face so evil, I'm coming undone.
What have I done to her?

So terribly memory returns of her struggle, of her screams, of her.
Lord forgive me!
My stomach heaves as I see the blood that covers me.
Blood that was once hers.
I'm a monster!

... Such an awful memory... Will I ever be able to sleep again?

My angel lie to me and tell me I'm dreaming.
(please wake me up, please wake me).
A girl like you will always be such a tragic part of me.
(oh ecstasy you torture me).

Sweet revenge... He will pay, he will pay my dear.

(A mirror never lies.
They know.
Everybody knows.
Do you not see what they see?
A mirror never lies.
I see what they see. Everybody knows. Everybody knows.)

 

 

The Artist

Songwriters: Dennis Lee, Shawn Milke, Patrick M. Thompson

 

What is wrong with her eyes?
A glossy stare that won't leave me be
Starts my blood running cold
A gaze that could make hell freeze over

I have to understand she's gone
But she's not, don't you tell me that she is dead
Watch her lips softly move
Because she's still whispering to me
And something here is not quite right

Skin so cold beneath my touch
As I brush back her hair and close her eyes
But I cannot stand to turn away
When I do, she'll be gone
It's frightening

Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door
They'll be here soon
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding
I wish I'd stop looking behind me



Running now will only make it worse
They'll be here soon
I wish I could shake the awful feeling
I wish my mind would stop

Maybe I am crazy
And my mind is trying to deceive me
As the ground vanishes, I wonder
Will the sky be the next to fail me?

Paint abandons canvas
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch
As I watch everything unravel
Why should I even try to stop the collapse?
I won't

Shaking as I rest her body down
No one knows, only me
It's frightening

Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door
They'll be here soon
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding
I wish I'd stop looking behind me



Running now will only make it worse
They'll be here soon
I wish I could shake the awful feeling
I wish my mind would stop

Maybe I am crazy
And my mind is trying to deceive me
As the ground vanishes, I wonder
Will the sky be the next to fail me?

Paint abandons canvas
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch
As I watch everything unravel
Why should I even try to stop the collapse?

Why should I even try to stop the collapse?
Why should I even try?

There's a madman glaring, straight at me
Oh, I know I've seen his face before
I am sure I've seen his face before

Maybe I am crazy
And my mind is trying to deceive me
As the ground vanishes I wonder
Will the sky be the next to fail me?

Paint abandons canvas
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch
As I watch everything unravel
Why should I even try to stop the collapse?
I won't

 

 

A Lunatic's Lament

If only you could see
If only you could see
You're the only girl I've ever dreamed of
If only you could see
If only you could see...

Should I apologize to such pathetic eyes
Just the sight of you has made me sick tonight (tonight)
It was your poison kiss that turned me into this
Then again there is a chance you could be mine tonight

Darling will you please take a walk with me?
We can count the stars that disappear...(I wish you could see)
I wish you could see, you're the only girl I've ever dreamed of
Are you satisfied?

(Are you satisfied?)
(Are you satisfied?)

What fate has led me here... Oh please forgive me dear
I don't know if I could survive on my own (my own)
I could have married you instead I buried you
Now I will see if I can fall asleep alone (alone)

Darling will you please take a walk with me?
We can count the stars that disappear...(I wish you could see)
I wish you could see, you're the only girl I've ever dreamed of
Are you satisfied?

(Are you satisfied?)
The nightmares coming true
(Are you satisfied?)
{ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/a/alesana-lyrics/a-lunatic_s-lament-lyrics.html }
Girl it's only you
(Are you satisfied?)
I'm telling you the truth
(Are you satisfied?)

I wish you could see, you're the only girl I've ever dreamed of
Darling will you please take a walk with me?
We can count the stars that disappear...(I wish you could see)
I wish you could see, you're the only girl I've ever dreamed of
Are you satisfied?

Are you satisfied?

[Spoken:]
The depths of a mans soul can not be measured in a manor of meters
and fathoms; but rather, it is in my opinion, only quantified by his
proximity to haven and hell. It was in such a state I ushered myself
passed the town tavern, bursting at the seams with the sounds laughter
and drunken piano playing. Had it only been a different night, a
different place, a different kind of man passing by the threshold
of that innocent pub, the events that transpired at that point
would have undoubtedly been drastically different. I can only guess if
anyone outside that place had a clue when those exclamations of mirth became the
desperate screams of the helpless begging for their very lives

The Murderer

Songwriters: Dennis Lee, Shawn Milke, Patrick M. Thompson

 

It is about time?
Oh, yes it is, it really is
Let's get this party started

My hands are shaking
Just take a drink, steady your nerves
Let's get this party started

Are you ready to run?
I've been waiting patiently for this
Are you ready to run?
I've been waiting patiently for this

Are you ready to run?
I've been waiting patiently for this
Are you ready to die?
'Cause lately it seems I'm going insane

Please don't get up, oh no
You're fine right there
Just don't mind me as I take you all in

So drink 'em up, oh yes
Just slam 'em down
Have one on me as I lock you all in

My sweet little sheep
Your wolf has come

You should know I'm dangerous
My thirst for blood turns me on
How sweet

Is this what we pictured
The night that we said, you're the one?
I'm going crazy without you
It's hard to believe but I'm having fun
Annabel, look what you've started

The knife slides down to the tip of my tongue
I'm finding pleasure in watching you writhe
I lean in just to lick the sweat off your face
I taste the reverence dripping down my throat

You should know I'm dangerous
My thirst for blood turns me on
How sweet

Is this what we pictured
The night that we said, you're the one?
I'm going crazy without you
It's hard to believe but I'm having fun
Annabel, look what you've started

Are you ready to run?
I've been waiting patiently for this
Are you ready to run?
I've been waiting patiently for this

Are you ready to run?
I've been waiting patiently for this
Are you ready to die?
There is definitely something wrong

Will they scream, will they cry?
Will they beg as they die?

Are you ready to die?
Are you ready to die?
Are you ready to die?
Are you ready to die?

I'm so glad that all of you came

Looking in I see a lonely man
Etching tallies into the bar
Looking on I see a desperate man
Repeating something on the floor

Oh, how blood turns me on
So sweet

Is this what we pictured
The night that we said, you're the one?
I'm going crazy without you
It's hard to believe but I'm having fun
Annabel, look what you've started

 

 


Date: 2016-03-03; view: 780


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