HANDLE WITH SCARE ALBUM AND SCREAM​-​ALONG LYRICS BOOK (2014 - 2015)

by Venus de Vilo

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The Voice Of Horror's first ever full length 13 track album of WOE!!! Oh the tragedy.. Alcoholic libertines... Zombies... Inner Demons in the form of our lord & saviour Jaysus Christ.. MISERY MISERY MISERY.. Skeletal ghost love.. dramatic & poetic artistic whinging.. un-dead bitch fights.. AND MORE! MORE! MORE!!!!!!!!

All downloads of this full length album will be closely followed (within 24 hours, Venus has to email them manually!) by an email to the downloader containing the (FREE) HANDLE WITH SCARE SCREAM-ALONG PDF of handwritten lyrics and assorted nonsense book. xXx

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released October 13, 2015

All vocals/guitars/lyrics/music/arrangements: Venus de Vilo.
Recorded & mixed by: Darren Tormey @ Temple Lane Rehearsal Studios, Dublin 2.
Vocal Technician for album: Michelle Mooney.
Artwork (C) Venus de Vilo 2015 (C)

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Track Name: It's MY Party - I'll DIE If I Want To!
It's my party, I'll die if I want to, my funeral, nobody asked you, it's my party I'll die if I want to - DIE DIE DIE I WANT TO!

Today is a gift, that's why it's "present"
Well life has shit taste,
I'm not saying thank you, or sharing my cake,
I'll burst the balloons at this wake COS

It's my party, I'll die if I want to, my funeral, nobody asked you, it's my party I'll die if I want to - DIE DIE DIE I WANT TO!

If life was to live for, it wouldn't invite
Kids I don't like,
It's not what I wanted, no more playing nice,
GIVE ME TOYS OR I WILL BITE COS

It's my party, I'll die if I want to, my funeral, nobody asked you, it's my party I'll die if I want to - DIE DIE DIE I WANT TO!

We're all gathered here today, smile for the camera,
what's not to celebrate, sing happy deathday,
we're gathered anyway, dressed in our finest,
what's not to celebrate? We're one brat minus.
We're. Here. HOORAY. Play Pass the Coffin,
What's not to celebrate? I'm getting my own way - UH-OH!

It's my party, I'll die if I want to, my funeral, nobody asked you, it's my party I'll die if I want to - DIE DIE DIE I WANT TO!
Track Name: I'VE GOT 99 ZOMBIES AND A WITCH AIN'T ONE!
I've got 99 zombies and a witch ain't one,
For my life, run run run,
there's no time, her twisted fun,
I've got 99 zombies and a witch ain't...

Did the asylum lose you?
What horror ate your brains?
By flaunting that gauntlet,
CLEARLY YOU'RE INSANE

I've got 99 zombies and a witch ain't one,
For my life, run run run,
there's no time, her twisted fun,
I've got 99 zombies and a witch ain't...

Cauldron stirring whispers]
Clawing at my back
You're cute, But I'M professional
AND READY TO ATTACk

I've got 99 zombies and a witch ain't one,
For my life, run run run,
there's no time, her twisted fun,
I've got 99 zombies and a witch ain't...

In Survival of the Sickest
I have earned my throne
Love's an Armageddon
I have fault alone
You're just one of a hundred
Monsters in his bed
Who cares he loves you most?
When I've ripped off your head...

Fighting like a girl,
Not a grave I like to dig
BUT THIS. IS. WAR!

I've got 99 zombies and a witch ain't one,
For my life, run run run,
there's no time, her twisted fun,
I've got 99 zombies and a witch ain't...
Track Name: ABSINTHE MAKES THE HEART GROW FONDER
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.
Track Name: PLEASE SIR, CAN I HAVE SOME GORE?
Please Sir, Can I have some gore?
A dainty dish, such a bore,
butcher til life bleeds no more,
Gimme gimme gimme GORE.

Who cares for a good name or upstanding origins?
I just want to wallow in a filthy vat of sin
I've been such a lady
Polite, patient for each bite,
Life's portions TOO SMALL
Time to SLASH a larger slice

Please Sir, Can I have some gore?
A dainty dish, such a bore,
butcher til life bleeds no more,
Gimme gimme gimme GORE.

My dance card waste paper for a flock of dandy pimps,
I'm sick of selling kisses to every foppish gimp,
With blood lust I'm emboldened,
A Raven I deserve,
That sad parade of pigeons,
EVISCERATE AND PURGE.

Please Sir, Can I have some gore?
A dainty dish, such a bore,
butcher til life bleeds no more,
Gimme gimme gimme GORE.

Chop to the top, no more starve or falter,
Distress to success, embrace the slaughter,
Self indulgent glutting worthy of a libertine
Of my own desires, at last, I'm the QUEEN.

Please Sir, Can I have some gore?
His humble heart, such a bore.
Butcher til I scream NO MORE
Gimme gimme gimme...

Please Sir, Can I have some gore?
A dainty dish, such a bore,
butcher til life bleeds no more,
Gimme gimme gimme GORE.
Track Name: HORROR MOVIE
Cashing in on the same old ending,
Psycho love, so demanding,
Our love was a horror movie,
GET READY...

Evil Dead Inside I Am,
Our saga Silenced like the Lambs,
Friday 13th for love,
Our Nightmare, you've had enough,
But there's no Hell that I won't Raise,
Return, us to our Gory days...

Our love was a Horror Movie...

Get ready for the sequel...
Cashing in on the same old ending,
Psycho love, so demanding,
Our love was a horror movie,
GET READY...

Scream queen clean, no bloody fun,
Scooby doo and PG love,
But torture gore, extremity,
You're a KILLER just like me,
And Martyrs we, from our Ordeal,
The Hills, Silently weep...

Our love was a Horror Movie...

Get ready for the sequel...
Cashing in on the same old ending,
Psycho love, so demanding,
Our love was a horror movie,
GET READY...

Now the show AIN'T OVER,
Til it's Frights, Camera, Action, SCREAM.
NO understudy, I'll bury that bitch, upstaging me,
Switched off, on the other side,
Of your screen,
It's time, for, THE DEATH SCENE...
ARE YOU READY FOR YOUR CLOSE UP?

Cashing in on a tired topic, toxic love, truly gothic,
Our love was a Horror Movie...

Get ready for the sequel...
Cashing in on the same old ending,
Psycho love, so demanding,
Our love was a horror movie,
GET READY...
Track Name: BUBBLEGLUM!
Abandon all hope he who enter Her,
Succubus palate perverse,
Addict of the Vile refrain,
Hook your tears up to my veins...

It may be sick but sing along,
MISERY THE SWEETEST SONG,
Misery, like BUBBLEGLUM,
I've brought enough for everyone...

Gorge I shall, your deepest woes,
Gorge until you're naught but bone,
When skeleton screams thrill no more,
Off I crawl for misery, MORE MORE MORE!

It may be sick but sing along,
MISERY THE SWEETEST SONG,
Misery, like BUBBLEGLUM,
I've brought enough for everyone...

Cannibal hearts go BOOM BOOM BOOM
But only for the DOOM DOOM DOOM x2

Sung for me, no lullabies,
All I've rehearsed, bloody lies,
I will carve every word,
On your heart too so you can LEARN

It may be sick but sing along,
MISERY THE SWEETEST SONG,
Misery, like BUBBLEGLUM,
I've brought enough for everyone...
Track Name: THE DEAD DON'T DANCE
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.
I
Track Name: PERSONAL SATAN
I don't have to worry
about driving friends away,
What family think of me,
Or watching true love fail,
Cos there's none of the above,
While I'm it's home,
FOREVER LONELY - BUT NEVER ALONE

Personal Satan,
My very own demon,
Eating my mind,
Silent screaming,
I can't kill it,
Though I try,
Personal Satan,
Behind every smile...

Sadistic puppet master,
Severing all ties,
To this dying wreckage,
My "life"
But this is NOT living
Purgatory kept,
Heart is a jail,
Mind can't forget

And there's no one who can help,
Understand or care,
This endless war internal,
I'm losing and I'm scared,
They'd just throw pills at me,
Pray I'll go away,
Curing fucking nothing,
But tarring me with shame.

So! Pull up a stool, dear,
Satan - here to stay
And who says I'd be happy
BEING HAPPY ANYWAY?

Personal Satan,
My very own demon,
Eating my mind,
Silent screaming,
I can't kill it,
Though I try,
Personal Satan,
Behind every smile...
Track Name: DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!
Dead! Dead! Dead! (want me) x3
But my head head head on your plate...

Your world killing, all I adore,
Vampiric greed for, guts galore

YOU WANT ME

Dead! Dead! Dead! (want me) x3
But my head head head on your plate...

In lonely doubt drowing - LET ME DIE!
BUT, a soul screaming, is still alive.

Dead! Dead! Dead! (want me) x3
But my head head head on your plate...

It's World War V, crawling from grave A to Z,
Witch hunts and ghouls, in between,
Exorcising the dark from me,
Or trying...
I WON'T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FRIGHT!

You are DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! to me,
DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!
Because my head head head's
NOT FOR SALE...

Dead! Dead! Dead! (want me) x3
But my head head head on your plate...
Track Name: Paint Me Like One of Your Dead Girls
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...
Track Name: I AM THE BOOGIEMAN
You can sleep with the lights on, check under your bed, no logic prayer or Boogie trap will save your sorry head... you can HIDE, hard as you can.. NO ESCAPE, she's the Boogieman...

I am the skeleton in the closet
You're afraid to lock away
Ridiculed, I'm not scary,
By the light of day

But YOU, hear me,
Have EVERY cause to fear me,
My ghost will go on,
But your heart won't!

You can sleep with the lights on, check under your bed, no logic prayer or Boogie trap will save your sorry head... you can HIDE, hard as you can.. NO ESCAPE, she's the Boogieman...

I am the shift in the shadows,
Dismissed but biding time,
The footsteps you ignore ,
The whispers in your mind,

Now you, hear me,
And know I am near thee,
"Do you have a message for us?"
YEAH! DIE!

You can sleep with the lights on, check under your bed, no logic prayer or Boogie trap will save your sorry head... you can HIDE, hard as you can.. NO ESCAPE, she's the Boogieman...

Monsters march at midnight,
Beware the dark that looms,
Hell hath no fury like,
ME, scorned by YOU,
My ashes on your mantle
Will NEVER be enough,
How dare you breathe,
How dare you love.
You promised,
When the reaper sang for me,
With bloody wrists in tow,
You'd follow and find me
And now a promise is a promise,
Even after death,
And now I'M BACK!
Your promise, I'll collect...

You can sleep with the lights on, check under your bed, no logic prayer or Boogie trap will save your sorry head... you can HIDE, hard as you can.. NO ESCAPE, she's the Boogieman...
Track Name: 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 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...