1. |
Blacken Out Their Stars
03:40
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At the end of the day
They fell under my spell
For cities will rise
But cities can be felled
At the chime of the bell
The people fill the square
As the crows circle round
Their voices fill the air
A man knuckles down
Cold, as black as coal
Desperate for the night
Where he can show his soul
To the woman who decides
That she can walk through fire
Hair is glistening, all slicked back
Her legs, they never tire
The slaver holds a belt
Wrapped with heavy chain
He lines up forty diamonds
And calls out forty names
And down below the lowest deck
A traitor spits and groans
Never will he see his kin
Or sleep with his father’s bones
So tear down the walls
My loyal men of arms
Level their cathedrals
And blacken out their stars
At the end of the day
They fell under my spell
For cities will rise
But cities can be felled
So tear down the walls
My loyal men of arms
Level their cathedrals
And blacken out their stars
At the end of the day
They fell under my spell
For cities will rise
But cities can be felled
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2. |
Dead Sleep
03:56
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He roams the stinking alleys
He steals, dead hand in hand
You'll be never waking
Dead sleep on his command
Dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep
A touch upon the cheek
Dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep
The black mark of the Thief
I see an inn, upon the road
To rest my wicked bones
First a meal and then an ale
Innkeeper, bring two more
He asks just what I guard so close
What is it that I hide
Oh if I, could just take back
These secrets I confide
Not just the hand of a dead man
But a killer, judged and tried
They hanged him up, till he was dead
Then they hacked him with a knife
The hand they took
It was the tool, the one that did the deed
It held the blade that soaked in blood
Was tossed out past the trees
Innkeeper sits so silent
Eyes locked upon the floor
He mutters low, never tell this tale
These words don’t pass these doors
The dried and pickled hand of a hanged murderer is a thing of great power
The flicker of the fire
Just shadows I can see
I take the stairs, but I still feel
That keeper's eyes on me
The rustle of the blankets
Just shadows I can see
I close my eyes, but I still feel
That keeper's eyes on me
Dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep
He roams the stinking alleys
Dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep
He steals, dead hand in hand
Dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep
You'll be never waking
Dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep, dead sleep
Dead sleep on his command
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3. |
The Hand Of Glory
03:57
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Pour another drink, fire burn so hot
The thief sleeps right above, clueless fool he knows naught
Since we been man and wife, never I been so crazed
You know what this means, gold for all our days
Slice a finger off, melt it down to wax
A candle full of fire, to freeze them in their tracks
The wick from dead man's hair, better to burn all night
candle in dead hand, flickering with pale light
The Hand of Glory loose the lock
The Hand of Glory calls to me
The Hand of Glory the stairs I climb
The Hand of Glory it must be mine
Climbing step by step, almost to his room
What was his now mine, such fortune to come soon
Stumble through the door, fumble for the light
With dead hand in hand, I will command the night
The Hand of Glory loose the lock
The Hand of Glory calls to me
The Hand of Glory the stairs I climb
The Hand of Glory it must be mine
But he moved too fast and I never saw the rusty blade right there at the bedside
I hear crash and crack, coming from floors above
Broken on the floor, the body of my love
The killer thief must pay, return what he stole from thee
But he is fled from here, whispering through the trees
The Hand of Glory loose the lock
The Hand of Glory calls to me
The Hand of Glory the stairs I climb
The Hand of Glory it must be mine
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4. |
The Witch
03:54
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racing past mountainsides
he finds her home up so high
she walks on legs of bone
her iron teeth sharpened on stone
Ba baba ya, baba ya, ya ga
I gave you my own tears to drink
Ba baba ya, baba ya, ya ga
All that was sweet was your to eat
she holds what he desires
his secret burns on the fire
Ba baba ya, baba ya, ya ga
I gave you my own tears to drink
Ba baba ya, baba ya, ya ga
All that was sweet was your to eat
eye to eye, ha ha ha
eye to eye, ha ha ha
Ba baba ya, baba ya, ya ga
I gave you my own tears to drink
Ba baba ya, baba ya, ya ga
All that was sweet was your to eat
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5. |
The Softest Spell
05:03
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Simple houses made of only sand and shell
Others are just mud and brick, I know them well.
Sleep for now, you silent oh so pretty one. Dream of what was yours, now is all undone
Through the window, there you sleep
what is yours, I aim to keep
Take this hand, I’ll never tell
The faintest touch, the softest spell
Once again I step outside into the snow
What I took from you you’ll never ever know
through every window, every door
Always leaves me needing more
The killers hair, the fire gives smoke so black and thick
A hand that holds a hand that holds that vile wick
They all are frozen but awake
Each is helpless while I take
Through the window, there you sleep
what is yours, I aim to keep
Take this hand, I’ll never tell
The faintest touch, the softest spell
O glory! What glory!
And spoils - How rich!
In cover of the night
A bait and switch
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We run through forest pines
I know a place to hide
You and me
We’ll always be together
Black seed spread deep and wide
Strike when the moon is high
You and me
We’ll always be
Whisper in your ear
They can never hear
Whisper in your ear
They can never hear
The broken bottle finds
All the hands that need its wine
You and me
We’ll always be together
Cold stone on wrinkled lines
I’ve been here all through time
You and me
We’ll always be
Whisper in your ear
They can never hear
Whisper in your ear
They can never hear
Whisper in your ear
They can never hear
Whisper in your ear
They can never hear
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7. |
The Vow
05:15
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If you love me, none can see
If you love me, please let me be
The life that brought me here today
You cannot know, no one can ever know
The forest sings our praise
A rustle of its leaves
Hand in hand, we’ll walk through fire
Past faces, blurred in haze
Shadows of us we trace
Along the paths once walked by men
If you love me, none can see
If you love me, please let me be
The life that brought me here today
You cannot know, no one can ever know
I’ll take this step for you
I’ll rid my plans for you
I’ll forget the life I lived before your love
I’ve robbed a thousand men
Of chance for your embrace
My sins I can't defend
Only regret for how I've been
I did not know it then but
I did it all for you
I did not know it then but
I did it all for you
I did it all for you...for you, for you, for you
If you love me, no one can ever know, no one can ever know, for you.
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8. |
Caught
03:36
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what is mine is yours now
and what is yours is mine
there’s more than you know, darling
you will see in time
billowing soft and white
her dress, in dappled light,
falls down the stone steps to the ground
villagers watch with pride
their pretty, local bride
and her noble, foreign lord
what is mine is yours now
and what is yours is mine
there’s more than you know, darling
you will see in time
the minister invites
the lovers to unite
in a forever-binding vow
they eye each other with such hunger
and with their lips consume
and in a fit of passion
her hand whips past him
mask falling to the floor
back within the crowd
a widow, in her shroud
stands up and cries out
murderer, murderer, murderer (pause)
murderer, murderer, murderer, murderer
you killed my only love
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9. |
I Am A Vengeful God
03:46
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We marched the thief back on into town
In the square all gathered round
The thief's dead hand was shown to those
From which he stole, those he froze
Pay for what you have done
Nothing but lies you spun
Pay for what you have
Nothing but flames to come
They hanged him up on the pole to see
His vile hand burnt by the tree
His new bride weeping, wailing grief
This curse ‘pon me, my lover thief
Pay for what you have done
Nothing but lies you spun
Pay for what you have
Nothing but flames to come
Then the crack his neck has snapped, the crowd lets out a cry
The bride now quiet and her face opens with a smile
From her mouth a grisly sight, the gray and steely knives
Baba Yaga's iron teeth gnashing as she climbs
Up the steps to the pole the thief is hanging slack
Never gave his dues she says now I pay him back
Slice off his now twitching hand to pay the debt he owes
Eye for eye and hand for hand, her bloody triumph grows
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Night Powers New York
vice / glamour / horror / noir / cinema / the secrets we keep
Brooklyn, NY
Natalie Devine: Vocals
Steve Goldberg: Drums
Inbar Kishoni: Keyboards
Gabe Sciallis: Bass
Rob Viola: Guitar, Vocals
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