BLOOD AND SIXPENCE | Gothic Opera | Dark Opera | Gothic Rock | Haunting Vocals

Описание: LYRICS:

(VERSE 1)
The yellowed corn lay waste by the cobbled dock,
The lore of places past, and many lives lived near,
Hobbling into view, shielded with heavy frock.
These memories laid waste to the viewer’s fear,

(VERSE 2)
Oh, poor flesh of a wise and foolish head,
She holds the borne childe in fabled cock,
The blackened wisp of smoke still dead,
And the terror in the grasp of key and lock.

(CHORUS)
She’ll ride the misery on a wild animal’s knap,
Seduced to sleep a thousand years hence,
And a sack full of heads from the children’s tap.
She’ll pay her hour with blood and sixpence.

Hence, with blood and sixpence.

(VERSE 3)
He’ll come with riddles and eyes like a crow’s,
Heavy with the skins of the neighbor’s strife,
He’ll laugh with a face full of pearls and rows,
Whilst she watches keenly, this terror of life.

(VERSE 4)
Hollowed and gutted like a wild boar,
Emptied of the soft touch and the gentle stride.
She’ll step into her flesh as a childe no more.
A churning, shuttering mass rotting inside.

(CHORUS)
She’ll ride the misery on a wild animal’s knap,
Seduced to sleep a thousand years hence,
And a sack full of heads from the children’s tap.
She’ll pay her hour with blood and sixpence.

Hence, with blood and sixpence.

(BRIDGE)
Oh, sweet childe, give thy tears to the dark hour.

(CHORUS)
She’ll ride the misery on a wild animal’s knap,
Seduced to sleep a thousand years hence,
And a sack full of heads from the children’s tap.
She’ll pay her hour with blood and sixpence.

Hence, with blood and sixpence.