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~ Mourning After The Fright Before ~
Ready to die tonight I am, are you?
Sick suffocating world of shadows – I'm through
Who we are, let us find
Cyanide salute to fates unknown – it's time
(Let us see – the light!)
Mourning after the fright before,
The crawl of shame through the valley of fear
No more...
Baptism of blood, we're born anew
Hand in hand, claw and carve the life we choose
Strange, wary, this path may be
NEVER AGAIN TO NOTHING WILL IT LEAD
Mourning after the fright before,
The crawl of shame through the valley of fear
No more...
We all feed maggots
In The End
Do you want them to choke on the husk of a coward
Dragged to Death?
Fail – we may
But the worms will banquet on the feast of the Glory
Of The Choice we made...
Mourning after the fright before,
The crawl of shame through the valley of fear
No more...
© Venus de Vilo 2016
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Penny Dreadful Love
03:37
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Lost I wander dark alleys
Of infamous villainy,
You hunter of innocence
Emerge from the fog,
Charm, your sharpest knife
Drag my heart, where I can't find.
You are Hyde, Jack the Ripper, Sweeney Todd,
Sweetest killer..
Ours is a Penny Dreadful Love,
A shocking tale, horror hearts,
Read read, read all about it,
Let us tear you apart.
A love built on coffins,
Paint one pink for me,
Straight jacket kisses,
Cyanide laced tea,
I wouldn't escape if I could,
You are my opium.
Little girl, little girl, Nice as pie,
Kissed the boy and made Him die.
I will leave you dead on my floor,
I will take 'til there is no more,
I will taste every drop of your love,
I will drain every ounce of your love.
I am Hyde, Jack the Ripper, Sweeney Todd,
Sweetest killer..
Penny Dreadful Love.
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From Groom To Grave
03:50
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From groom, from groom to grave
There's only one way, you're leaving me..
'Til Death do us party,
Now it's a wake,
Crumbling vows,
Atop funeral cake.
Sever our ties,
Bloody my gown,
Death won't stop me,
Hunting you down.
From groom, from groom to grave
There's only one way, you're leaving me..
Drag me to Hell,
I'll save you a seat,
An one for Miss Whore,
Poisoning sleep.
Oh Happy Ending,
die die die,
Oh King of worms,
In the earth lie.
From groom, from groom to grave
There's only one way, you're leaving me..
But you're not leaving..
I suffer, you suffer, never free,
Dig dig dig a grave for three,
You can hide, I will seek,
Pretty boy, those vows you'll keep.
From groom, from groom to grave
There's only one way, you're leaving me..
But you're not leaving..
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I worship in the shadows
of your un-holy flame,
This church of dark heArts,
With fire I will RAZE,
To madness the pain's driven me,
No more, my love, DENIED,
I've burned for YOU,
Burn with ME,
As one, immortalised...
I want you to paint me, like one of your dead girls,
A screaming Madonna, bloody and yours...
The death throes of our show-down,
Tragically displayed,
Charred in unwilling arms,
Your last muse - I'll REMAIN,
A monument to Triumph,
A charcoal masterpiece,
For aeons they will gaze on us,
Gaze... and WEEP
I want you to paint me, like one of your dead girls,
A screaming Madonna, Bloody and YOURS...
Because I want you,
In ways you don't want me,
Death is the only,
Way we can be...
Oh how I've dreamed,
This final moment,
You and I
and Hell wide open
All I yearned,
One sweet token
Or tender smile
To keep hopin'
Oh Paint for ME,
"Venus, Awoken"
Leave your hate and fear unspoken
Romanticize a pose revolting,
Hell on Earth
And your legs broken
Paint a princess draped in pearls
And love me,
Like I'm your girl.
I want you to paint me, like one of your dead girls,
A screaming Madonna, Bloody and YOURS...
Because I love you,
In ways you don't love me,
Death is the only,
Way we can be...
We can't be... WELL I'M GONNA HAVE TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT THAT NOW, AMN'T I?
La la, la la la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la laaa...
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The Dead Don't Dance
04:01
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I love the Dead, hate the living,
Ghosts of Gods on my shelves sitting,
Hearts break, beauty dies, see,
Their silent voice, eternity...
The Dead don't judge, verse forgiving,
Absolution in their sinning,
Kindred martyrs, darkness real,
Their paper church forever kneel...
The Dead don't dance, or sing for me,
But they don't lie and they don't leave -
THE DEAD DON'T DANCE
Spirit's kiss not, nor caress, HA!
But Nevermore Cupid's distress,
Sacrificed, loves worthless life,
Alone I toast immortal night.
The Dead don't dance, or sing for me,
But they don't lie and they don't leave -
THE DEAD DON'T DANCE
Leather bound battlements protect
Volumes of pain and regret
The blackest ink quill correct
Rough drafts I long to forget
The Dead don't dance, or sing for me,
But they don't lie and they don't leave -
THE DEAD DON'T DANCE
When Death is life,
love can't be,
drop my bloodied heart
And flee.
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Mistletoetag
03:29
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A mince pie for one and a bottle of wine,
This time last year, he was all mine,
under mistletoe, in our paper hats,
Now all that he wears,
A MISTLETOETAG...
A season of grief, no good will or peace,
Choking in tinsel, jingle bell bleed,
Robin red death, decking halls dark,
It's not Christmas without him,
Scrooge is my heart,
Spirits, come in three,
Return him to me,
This Christmas,
Don't let it just be...
A mince pie for one and a bottle of wine,
This time last year, he was all mine,
under mistletoe, in our paper hats,
Now all that he wears,
A MISTLETOETAG...
Yes, it's my fault I'm on the naughty list,
But mine were the only lips, he should have kissed,
No visions of sugar plums dance for the dead,
ONCE VISIONS OF SNOW GLOBES SMASH ON THEIR HEAD,
His grave, dug by me,
In the back yard, Snowman sleep,
This Christmas,
And forever...
A mince pie for one and a bottle of wine,
This time last year, he was all mine,
under mistletoe, in our paper hats,
Now all that he wears,
A MISTLETOETAG...
Hung by my chimney with scare,
A fairylight noose,
I'm walking in the air,
LOST,
Til again I find his star,
Gift wrapped,
In Death's arms...
One last mince pie,
Three cheers to the wine,
Never again,
Sing auld lang syne,
No mistletoe,
No paper hats,
Now we BOTH wear,
A MISTLETOETAG...
A mince pie for one and a bottle of wine,
This time last year, he was all mine,
under mistletoe, in our paper hats,
Now all that he wears,
A MISTLETOETAG...
A mince pie for one and a bottle of wine,
This time last year, he was all mine,
under mistletoe, in our paper hats,
Now all that he wears,
A MISTLETOETAG...
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Three cheers! The man who savaged hearts.
Three cheers! His jolly lark,
Now I, damaged and damned,
Can only love with bottle in hand -
Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder,
BOTTOMS UP! I'll love you longer,
drink, remember, I don't wanna live forever,
Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder,
BOTTOMS UP! I'll love you longer,
dance, remember, I don't wanna live forever.
The moon howls, for children of the night,
Corsets, all that hold us tight,
Hearts, decadent and damned,
Can never trust past bottle in hand -
Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder,
BOTTOMS UP! we'll love you longer,
drink, remember, we don't wanna live forever,
Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder,
BOTTOMS UP! I'll love you longer,
dance, remember, we don't wanna live forever.
In wine there is truth
And we are sick of lies
And the velvet cloak and dagger
And Evil,
The only flower Love can gather
Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder,
BOTTOMS UP! we'll love you longer,
drink, remember, we don't wanna live forever,
Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder,
BOTTOMS UP! I'll love you longer,
dance, remember, we don't wanna live forever.
Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder,
BOTTOMS UP! I'll love you longer,
Love NEVER lasts forever,
in the morning just forget... Her.
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Venus de Vilo Dublin, Ireland
The Voice of Horror: Venus de Vilo is an Irish based theatrical musician specialising in the vaudeville, macabre and bloody side of dark horror music and art.
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