Elysian Night

For this week’s Song-Lyric Sunday, I decided to go my own way. “Elysian Night” by Draconian has been on my mind all week because I will be doing an oral presentation on it next week in my poetry class. This song is a dark love story by the melodic death metal band from Saffle, Sweden.

“Elysian Night”
Draconian
A Rose for the Apocalypse

[Lyrics by Anders Jacobsson and Johan Ericson]

I am so far away…
You see, I’m nothing without thee
I fall down, down to the ground,
and all alone, I wish that I could go

Drown here with me,
hold me, save me

Are you there, beloved one?
I clench our whisper to the fading
Playing out this frozen dream
to watch me bleed in the sunrise
watch me bleed in the sunrise

Break, can you see how I break,
and still, my world remains the same
Don’t die, please stay for a while
This night we’ll learn how to fly

Snow is falling from ebon skies
and I see some peace in your eyes
Playing out this frozen dream
to watch us bleed in the sunrise
watch us bleed in the sunrise

I can’t go on with the quiet,
to wait until we wake up,
to be gone with the fire
I must go now

Are you there, beloved one?
I clench our whisper to the fading
Will you help me carry on,
and lead me through the sunrise?
Lead me through the sunrise

I can’t go on with the quiet,
to wait until we wake up,
to be gone with the fire
I must go now

[Sample is taken from a reading of “Ode to a Nightingale” by John Keats (1795-1821)]

Anders Jacobsson – Vocals
Jerry Torstensson – Drums
Johan Ericson – Guitars
Lisa Johansson – Vocals
Daniel Arvidsson – Guitars
Fredrik Johansson – Bass

IMG_1345

Holier Than Thou

For Song-Lyric Sunday, Helen Espinosa at This Thing Called Life One Word at a Time, asks us to share a song about judgement. Metallica’s “Holier Than Thou” came immediately to mind. This song comes from their 1991 self-titled album (aka The Black Album). I just entered high school at that time, and endured a hell that I never thought I would ever escape. Even the bullies liked Metallica, but they were too stupid to know that this song was about them!

No more!
The craps rolls out your mouth again
Haven’t changed, your brain is still gelatin
Little whispers circle around your head
Why don’t you worry about yourself instead

Who are you? Where ya been? Where ya from?
Gossip is burning on the tip of your tongue
You lie so much you believe yourself
Judge not lest ye be judged yourself

Holier than thou
You are
Holier than thou
You are

You know not

Before you judge me take a look at you
Can’t you find something better to do
Point the finger, slow to understand
Arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand

It’s not who you are it’s who you know
Others lives are the basis of your own
Burn your bridges build them back with wealth
Judge not lest ye be judged yourself

Holier than thou
You are
Holier than thou
You are

You know not!

James Hetfield: guitar, vocal
Lars Ulrich: drums
Kirk Hammet: lead guitar
Jason Newsted: bass guitar

Dead Skin Mask

For the spirit of Halloween, Helen Espinosa encourages us to post scary songs for Song-Lyric Sunday. My pick is “Dead Skin Mask” by Slayer. This creepy song was inspired by Ed Gein, the deranged killer and grave robber from the 1950s. Gein also inspired the fictional killers Norman Bates in Psycho, Jame Gumb in The Silence of the Lambs, and Leatherface in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Since there is no official video for this song, here is a YouTube version with documentary footage from The Biography Channel.

Dead Skin Mask
Slayer
Seasons in the Abyss (1990)

[Spoken]
How I’ve waited for you to come.
I’ve been here all along.
Now that you’ve arrived.
Please stay a while.
And I promise I won’t keep you for long.
I’ll keep you forever.

Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means
Provocative images delicate features so smooth
A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon

[Chorus:]
Dance with the dead in my dreams
Listen to their hallowed screams
The dead have taken my soul
Temptation’s lost all control

Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants

In the depths of a mind insane
Fantasy and reality are the same

Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means
Incised members ornaments on my being
Adulating the skin before me

Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants

[Chorus]

Kerry King: guitar
Jeff Hanneman: guitar
Dave Lombardo: drums
Tom Araya: vocals, bass

IMG_1345

Dear Readers

First, I want to thank all of you for visiting my blog. I’m sorry I haven’t been posting regularly and visiting other blogs as I used to. School has been keeping me busy along with other personal issues. I will post as soon as I get some inspiration. In the meantime, you can find me on my Facebook page Whispers of Poetry or on InstaGram @joss_rae76 where I post micropoems and inspirational quotes. Thank you again, and have a wonderful day!