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I, NOSFERATU.
03:14
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And if I see no sunlight, then will someone please say how then
I have found the fount of youth? There is not such a fountain!
Do not fear the coming dark or the blood pumping in your veins
I swear I will disappear with the first drop of the morning rain
I swear:
You will remember me as a dark spot on your vision
I am a sin, but you need not beg for contrition
There are a million things that lurk in a dark place
Let them be a proxy for my long forgotten face
I am a nightmare! I am a horror!
Don't recall me fondly;
Don't recall me at all
You gave me a heart-shaped box in the age we were both children
Use it as a tomb for me, a thing to hold my ash in!
I fear no tomorrows, but I'm running from my past
If this is eternity, I hope that it can last
I hope:
You will remember me as a dark spot on your vision
I am a sin, but you need not beg for contrition
There are a million things that lurk in a dark place
Let them be a proxy for my long forgotten face
I am a monster! I'm an abomination!
Don't recall me fondly;
don't recall me at all
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II, DRACULA.
03:37
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I got a girl in Hollywood
She loves to love me too
Says, "Babe, I don't know anyone
But I think I know you"
My girl is six feet underground
But I'll never move on
For though my girl's heart may be still
My girl is never gone
My girl she bids me listen to
The children of the night:
"What music they make!
What dark wings in flight!"
My girl she's got hypnotic eyes
Oh, pinlights and sunrise!
My girl she tells me that
We'll never die
My girl got shipped to Hollywood
Boxed in a wooden crate
With mounds of dirt all piled high
In such the kingliest estate
My girl is gonna rise up soon and then
She'll take me outta this town
What comes up must fall back again
But we're never coming down
My girl she bids me listen to
The thousand shining stars
The music of the night is drums
and hearts and bulletproof cars
My girl in grayscale glamor
Black lipstick and white eyes!
My girl she tells me that
We'll never die
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III, LESTAT.
03:08
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Ambitious moods like ours will want to change to match the weather
But brother, it's not misery if I find us there together
Our melancholy hearts will dim to match the dark'ning hour
But brother call the rain and wind, that grieving is our power
Sing:
“I may shrink back from the blinding light,
But I will go there for you,
If you will revel in the stormy night,
And bring yourself here for me”
Tell me I'm your sunshine and I put the darkness at bay
Tell me that my smile's enough to make you forget bright day
And I will say your dark eyes remind me of the nighttime's black sky
And that the glimmer of each star is held inside that dark eye
Sing:
“I may burn and writhe alive in sun,
But I will go there for you
If you will hold me when the day is done,
And bring yourself here for me
I may shrink back from the blinding light,
But I will go there for you,
If you will revel in the stormy night,
And bring yourself here for me”
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IV, EDWARD.
05:00
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Like a sonnet plagiarized from god
I will curse the sacred, I will praise the profane
Oh be amazed my love, be awed
As I kill the sun and shun the light of day
How many songs have I writ to you
To convince you that my love is true?
How many more will I pen in time
to convince you it was all a lie?
So
God bless me and keep me away
From your face and the light of day
Like a sonnet plagiarized from god
I will bury my heart, I will keep it in ash
But I hardly think that I ought to be awed
When you are not impressed, you don't bat an eyelash
How many times have I staked you through
How many more have I returned to you?
How could I not have seen that which is obvious and true?
When I curse your name, I therefore curse myself too
I have eternity to mull it over
how your blood stole my heart in a hostile takeover
I have no more days but endless nights
To resoil the things that you made light
Or:
I have eternity to try and repent
I have a million nights, I will cry and lament
I have every night until the end of time
After it's all said and done, still don't know if you'll be mine
So
God bless you and keep you away
From my face and the things I say
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Lizzie Bartow Asheville, North Carolina
Lizzie Bartow is a singer/songwriter from Asheville, NC.
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