The Sanctum

Sonntag, 27. Oktober 2013

Halloween :: Zwei Gruselsongs [2]

Wie versprochen heute und morgen der zweite Liedtext mit deutlich viel Samhain im Hinterkopf. Natürlich gibt es noch "Samedi", meine persönliche Hymne an den Baron Saterdach, aber c'est la vie... et la mort.

Axel M. Gruner's Song
GRAVEYARD GIRL

I met my love in the witching hour
At the olde voodoo shack
Where the drums beat all nite long
To the Resurrection Rag
I met my love in the witching hour
She’s as sweet as they can get
My baby she’s a graveyard girl
My baby she’s undead

Chorus A
I’m in love with a graveyard girl, oh no,
In love with a graveyard girl so gold,
In love with a hungry graveyard girl etc...

My baby came from the other side
She’s got the hoodoo heart
She make my mojo risin high
Death will never do us part
My baby came from the other side
And she’ll never get enough
Tell me what you hunger for
And tell me who do you love

Chorus A
Chrous B
I love my graveyard girl etc...
Instrumental

I’m in love with a graveyard girl
My sweet cemetary bride
Here she comes in her wedding dress
Made from rattlesnake hide
I’m in love with a graveyard girl
And i’ll never let her go
Gonna keep her six feet under
And let wild roses grow

Chorus A
Chorus B

Samstag, 26. Oktober 2013

Halloween :: Zwei Gruselsongs [1]

Was gibt es Schöneres, als in der Dunkelheit des Oktobers am Kaminfeuer zu sitzen und die richtige, stimmungsvolle Musik zu hören. Irgendwie herbstlich, oder ganz schön dunkel. Also vielleicht das, was ich mitternachts, wenn keiner mich sieht, unter dem Label Nachtmusick anhöre? Ohja, ohja, ohja. Aber weil das natürlich nicht ausreicht, heute und morgen mal zwei Liedtexte, die ich sozusagen mit Halloween im Hinterkopf geschrieben habe.

Axel M. Gruner's Song
HOWLING AT THE MOON

Little red riding hood, where you wanna go?
Litte red riding hood, got my eyes on you
In the deep dark wood I’m waiting for you
In the deep dark wood, I’m waiting, waiting...

Chorus
As I stood there in the pale moon light /
For love my prayers I said right \
But the wolfbane flowers did bloom -- /
As I stood there howling at the moon \

I have big eyes to see your naked skin
I have big ears to hear you laugh
My teeth are so big they will cut you in half
My teeth are so big they will cut you,
they will cut you...
Chorus

Dire wolf is comin’, hot on your heels
Dire wolf is comin’, sniffin’ your smell
My little bride, gonna see you in hell
My little bride, gonna see you,
gonna see you...
Chorus

Freitag, 25. Oktober 2013

Band

Clark Ashton Smith
BOND

By the red seal redoubled of that kiss
When thy lips parted softly to my own
Ere the sun sank from doomed Poseidonis;

By nights of searing ecstasy and moan;
The night-wet bosoms in Pompeii bared,
And the pale breasts and limbs in Lesbos known;

By dreams and deities and dolors shared
Before the Olympian glory passed from Greece;
By sharp and secret raptures that we dared

In Druid towers of ocean-founded Ys;
By every cup of wine in Naishapur
We drank by turns even to the purple lees;

By the dark Sabbats, vowed to Lucifer,
Making us one before his muffled throne
In rites of sorceress and sorcerer;

By the sealed ways no prophet has foreshown,
Wheron our lips shall meet, our footsteps go:—
By these, by these I claim thee for mine own...

Even as I have claimed thee long ago.