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*jazz piano intro*

[whispered, increasingly louder :] Tu se’ lo mio maestro e ’l mio autore, tu se’ solo colui da cu’ io tolsi lo bello stilo che m’ha fatto onore.

Vedi la bestia per cu’ io mi volsi; aiutami da lei, famoso saggio, ch’ella mi fa tremar le vene e i polsii.

Vedi la bestia per cu’ io mi volsi; aiutami da lei, famoso saggio, ch’ella mi fa tremar le vene e i polsi.

Vedi la bestia per cu’ io mi volsi; aiutami da lei, famoso saggio, ch’ella mi fa tremar le vene e i polsi.

Fuck

I'm leaning on the temptress with her coat of coal

You

I'm grinding on the mattress soaked in alcohol

Fuck

I'm biting in the apple and I never shoot my grapple 'till i'm already jumping off the chapel.

Yeah I'm a bad student with a good head

Might be bad at being present but I'm good at being dead//giving head [<sung at the same time]

San Sebastian Mary Magadalene

Please presidate this room cause I'm about to make a scene

Pray

Pray for me if you dare

Pray

Pray for me if you dare

You said when hell freezes you'll take it back

I said mark my words you'll eat yours when you get to heaven

Now I don't need you to take me back

But go and eat your words, because

Hell's frozen, Hellfrozen, Hellfrozen.

*Electric guitar solo*

Look around

The books are on fire and we're humping 'gainst the pyre

Look around

The trumpets are blazing and your paradise's on fire

*Brief trumpet solo*

And I woke up in a face that I stole from a brother (oh bother)

They say the body's mine but we dug it up from the grave of the monster

The autopsy results came back inconclusive, it's not a shock

This kingdom's so indecisive, can't even handle our rock

Tinfoil and cardboard monarchs living in fear of the guillotine

Sacrifice their sons and daughters to a dead god's shrine

Your paradise is shriveling

The dead poets are sniveling

It's smoke and mirrors and strokes and shivers and we're left in the dust dusting off the human errors

Cause I was there on the mountain when the rockstar got his throat slit

But we'll burn that bridge when we get to it

Yeah we'll burn that bridge when we get to it

Hellfrozen!

Hellfrozen !

*Epic instrumental break*

You said when hell freezes you'll take it back

I said mark my words you'll eat yours when you get to heaven

Now I don't need you to take me back

But go and eat your words, because

Hell's frozen, Hellfrozen, Hellfrozen.

You said when hell freezes you'll take it back

I said mark my words you'll eat yours when you get to heaven

Now I don't need you to take me back

But go and eat your words, because

Hell's frozen, Hellfrozen, Hellfrozen.

Hell's frozen, Hellfrozen, Hellfrozen.

Lampbearer

Hold your lamp up

We can see nothing in the dark

And I don't know the words you say.

Keep your eyes shut

Keep your feet steady your hands sharp

Hidden from the light of day.

My darling

We're only trying to the staunch the bleeding.

Hold your lamp high

Watching you climb down the rope

Into the bottom of my well

Felt my mouth dry

Washing the ash away with soap

And then I heard you ringing that bell.

My darling

Can you hear his heart is pounding?

I can hear the coyotes sing

Like a young bat, stretch your wing

I need to see where the new bird lands

Give me some soap, I need to wash my hands

And I can hear the coyotes sing

Like the new bird is howling

Tied up to the wire.

Shield your candle

This well is no place for burning light

Where I cradle a dead man's flesh

You can't handle

The shadows that crawl over me at night

The blood you've bled is still so fresh.

Bone of my bones, take my rib

Swaddle the stones and lay them in the crib

My darling

Can you feel the earth is shifting?

Lampbearer, lead the way

Don't run, don't run

Lightwielder led astray

Don't burn, don't burn

Meteor on an open grave

All I love and cannot save.

I can hear the coyotes sing

Like a young bat, stretch your wing

I need to see where the new bird lands

Give me some soap, I need to wash my hands

Screaming in a wishing well

Nobody but a shadow to tell.

I can hear the coyotes sing

Like a young bat, stretch your wing

I need to see where the new bird lands

Give me some soap, I need to wash my hands

Crossing the water, I'm ready

Climbing the ladder, I'm ready

Flesh of my Flesh

My baby, my baby

Doesn't think much of me

She weighs upon me from behind

And settles deep inside my mind

She comes from such a different world

And could never understand mine

My baby holds me like a sword

I drink my baby's blood like wine.

She is the darkest part of night

She is an angel caught in flight

And I'm a cigarette being held

At least I'm being held

She is the prophet, I'm the heretic

Our god is consuming the wick.

My baby, my baby

I've never known a girl before

I catch fire and see

My baby's heart is on the floor

I don't know how to pick it up

So I watch it burn...

I watch it burn...

And my baby never cries

Always sleeps where my baby lies

My baby loves me like a man

I'm not a man, I'm not a man

God I am barely human

I need a love she can't receive

She needs a love I can't conceive

There is a grave that she has seen,

There is the truth, and in between

The prophet and the heretic

The Myosotis Conundrum (Aka The Bush is on Fire Aka Iphigenia Sets Up A Dead Man's Switch)

I-ayayay am a selfish, selfish nasty man

You can check it black on white, section F60.2

It says I-ayayay am doomed to be a nasty man

It's written in your books and it's all thanks to you.

And maybe it's a cop out but for who?

For me, for you, for the idea of the idea of my idea of your idea of me and you!

Whoo!

Iyayay am a man, I'm a bomb, I'm a corpse with my hand on the detonator

I am really not that bad up until you press the trigger

I'm explosive as an explosion

I'm concussive as brain damage from a blunt force lesion.

Why are you afraid?

So many have done so much worse

Really I'm pretty tame

Why are you ashamed ?

You've crafted us a pretty neat curse

And now we're playing your own game!

(And now the chorus!)

I know my place (Do you?)

I know my place (Do you, do you?)

I know my place and it's six feet deep with a worm in the eye (What about you?)

But how far did you dig because you're not that high (Did they bury your heart where they buried my bones?)

And oh (I know my place know my place)

Why are you darkening your door (Know your place know your place because we share the same face)

You could bear to smile a little more (dark dark mirror on the wall)

It's a family reunion (they never prepare you for the violence of the fall)

It's the fibrosis osmosis of the scar tissue tying the god and the angel and the devil the fall and the son

We're always being chased in our nightmares

God we've had some really good scares!

Maybe what's chasing you wants you to look at it

Maybe Euridyce is crying out with her wrists slit.

(And if you dare to) Look at me without blinking

Think of me without sinking

This would make a man out of a salt pillar and a butterfly into a caterpillar.

And I-ayayay am a selfish man (stay in your lane or they will grind you down)

To become our fathers is so very human (going insane is no reason to drown)

And I-ayayay am looking for a place to rest

That's far away from you

If Abraham fails the test

Then what the fuck do you call what you do?

"You can't kill your father", they say

Can't is for quitters who don't try enough

"Tragic character", they say

But everything is a comedy if you just say it with a little laugh!

And I-ayayay (wall up your cellar, cover your well)

Am only our second worst enemy (better build your prison next to my cell)

And I will take responsibility for the atrocity but don't you say it didn't happen to me.

I know my place (Do you?)

I know my place (Do you, do you?)

I know my place and it's by your side in the family portrait (I'm not escaping you)

The day will come we'll be reunited just you wait (You're not escaping me)

And oh (I know my place know my place)

Why are you darkening your door (It's a gentle love song)

And when it all goes wrong

You could bear to smile a little more (We'll both be singing that song)

Singing I-ayayay know my place, know my place

It's a family reunion (god and the angel and the devil the fall and the son)

The Secret (Our Lady Waits)

It's a sense of grief

And it's a sense of dread

And the moment is brief

Blood flushing rushing to the head

Breathe out an amen

She'll kiss you all along

The quietest secret of men

Whispered with a damaged tongue.

Oh, Lady

With the gentle touch

Keep my garden lush

Guardian of the flesh

Keeper of the sin.

Lady,

With the burning lips

Biting at the rips

Guardian of the creche

Keeper of my kin.

It's an elation

And a sense of fear

That blurring of motion

Suddenly see clear

Look up at the light

Washed into the rain

Bodies twisting, trapped in flight

Something needy, something vain.

And the pendulum swings

The scorned lover on twisted wings

The cradled heart on which you bleed

The final victim of your greed

Oh, Lady

With the gentle touch

Keep my garden lush

Guardian of the flesh

Keeper of the sin.

Lady,

With the burning lips

Biting at the rips

Guardian of the creche

Keeper of my kin.

Quietly she comes for you

Iron hand in a silken glove

Always sees her judgement through

The violent promise of her love.

She'll dig her nails in collarbones

She's terror, bliss and precious stones

Sweet as the last fruit of Eden

Burning cradle of the heathen

The wretched children scratching at the wall,