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Jack the Re-animator
03:58
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Don't heed the lies they may tell of me
They're fools! My name is Jack, I can guarantee
That I'm no quack, I'll bring you back
From death's eternity
When I can't sleep, I get out of bed
And stalk through London's streets, looking for the dead
I will revive the un-alive
Through secret surgery
I do it because I can
I don't really have a plan of who to choose
One man was rich,
When he died he left his sons a fortune each
When they found out he would need it back
They turned their backs
And would not speak his name
One girl was mine, she was beautiful
She died before her time
When I brought her to she'd seen it all and could recall
Now she's not quite the same
I did it because I could
I don't care if it's bad or good, it's what I do
And I remember the time I revived the hanged man
And he made more cadavers just for me
And the woman who tried to take the easy way out
Well, I wouldn't let her leave here so easily
And my love keeps crying, but I won't send her back
No, I won't revoke my powers so lightly
And there's nothing you can do, what laws
Could you possibly prove against me?
So don't heed the lies they may tell of me
They're fools! My name is Jack
I can guarantee that I'm no quack
I'll bring you back
From death's eternity
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I Don't Want to Know
05:04
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I know what I’ve heard
And I don’t want to hear more
I know she’s strong like me
I kept my word
I kept away from this war
But I know what’s wrong with me
I know she’s got more in common
I know she’s on the same side
She is the logical option
And that’s fine
I don’t want to know what she talks like
I don’t want to know what she wears
I don’t want to know what she sounds like
Till she’s screaming out her final breath
I don’t want to know what she thinks like
And I don’t want to know what she’s read
I don’t want to know what she looks like
Till I look right in the eyes of her severed head
I don’t care if you kill me
‘Cos by then I’d be better off dead
To die by your hand, my beautiful man
Is the closest we’ll ever get
We’ll ever get
I tried to forget
I tried to fall on my sword
Must have forgotten
The plate at my breast
Shielding my heart from its force
Now my fate is written
And you are my singular equal
You, I am willing to fight
If you can best me in battle
That’s alright
I don’t want to know what she walks like
I don’t want to know what she says
I don’t want to know what she moves like
Till she’s running in vain from her death
I don’t want to know what she smells like
And please spare me what she’s like in bed
I don’t want to know what she feels like
Till she kneels right at my feet with my blade at her neck
I don’t care if you kill me
‘Cos at least I can die as I lived
A spear in my fist, your name on my lips
Fighting like I always did
I always did
I always did
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You’re following me through the throng
You’re singing me the same old song
You’re sorry that you did me wrong
And I’m an angel in your eyes
But angels have a thousand eyes
And roll around on wheels of fire
And wear the visage of a lion
Six wings to hide it all behind
Your voice is cutting through the fray
She didn’t mean a thing, you say
You promise me you’ll change your ways
I’ll be the princess in your life
But princesses set fire to towns
And bury soldiers underground
And plot against their king and crown
And die in battle for their rights
You can name me
And the name will make it real
But you can’t expect to like what you find
You’ll still your sickle tongue, you say
No longer wield your words to slay
You’ll free me from beneath your sway
You’ll call me goddess from now on
But goddesses dance on the dead
Wear necklaces of severed heads
And turn to cats within your bed
And still you’ll praise them when they’re gone
You can name me
And the name will make it real
But it doesn’t make it right
And it doesn’t make me nice
And you can’t expect to like what you find
So if you will pursue me more
You’ll see me in my truest form
I’ll be there with my flaming sword
The angel with a thousand eyes
The angel with a thousand eyes
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Be clear of your intentions
Do not try to deceive
Enter only by invitation
Be wary when you leave
Unknown is her power
Who knows what she believes
The agenda that she follows
The web that she weaves
A cat, a broom,
A darkened room
A slightly tainted tea
Just beware
Of her dangerous care
Annmarie
Want to enchant your lover
She may take your side
Or she may move against you
Deny you your bride
Want to curse a rival?
She may not care
Ask if you are bold enough
And gamble if you dare
A cat, a broom,
A darkened room
An old box with a key
Just beware
Of her dangerous care
Annmarie
Have a problem with a demon?
She may decide to assist
But if you she takes against you
You struggle to resist
Your mother lying ill
You know not what to do
In desperation you call on her
But will she see you through?
A cat, a broom,
A darkened room
A scream, a whimper, a plea,
Just beware
Of her dangerous care
Annmarie
Is she good or evil
Well, it’s kind of hard to tell
You’d best tread warily
Or she’ll put you under a spell
Witch or wise woman
Magnificent or tragic
Do you really want to challenge
The power of her magic
A cat, a broom,
A darkened room
A slightly tainted tea
Just beware
Of her dangerous care
Annmarie
Annmarie
Annmarie
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Near Castle Park
Five metres underground
Here lies a bunker
Thirty-five berth
And a speech from the queen
Never yet said aloud
Mourning a disfigured Earth
Close to the coast
Accessed by rowing boat
Here lies an island
Foul to its core
With a deadly disease
Tested on flocks of sheep
Would have been used in the war
(If it hadn’t ended before…)
This is not a place of honour
Nothing of value here
This is a message of danger
We beg you to steer clear
This is a place of fear
One summer night
Pulses of coloured light
Burned through the orbit
Blew out the power
In a city that lay
900 miles away
Set the dogs howling for hours
On wasted ground
10,000 years from now
Wind blows a warning
Through sharpened stone
And a carving is seen
Fixed in a silent scream
Our language is no longer known
But this is no place for a home
This is not a place of honour
Nothing of value here
This is a message of danger
We beg you to steer clear
This is a place of fear
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Ghostwatching
04:53
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I can see the ghosts of those who walked these roads in years before
I can hear the countless dramas played out in between these walls
I can feel the hopes and plans of those who ran along these halls
I can hear the creak of eaves arrive and leave across these floors
On the street the ringing of the feet vibrates
Then the rain washes it away - blank slate
Do you see what I see?
Do you feel the things I feel?
Are you in tune with me?
Do you think it might be real?
I can sense what one tree meant to lovers, fighters, thieves and stoats
I can find the signs of minds inscribed in stone or scratched on posts
Thoughts arrive upon the wind, I pluck them out and hold them close
I can thank the riverbank for hosting all my favourite ghosts
In the haze - a city overlaid with days
One stone stage - we come and go away, it stays
Do you see what I see?
Do you feel the things I feel?
Are you in tune with me?
Do you think it might be real?
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This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
(Refrain:) —Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,
(Refrain:) And Christe receive thy saule.
When thou from hence away art past,
To Whinny-muir thou com'st at last;
If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon,
Sit thee down and put them on;
If hosen and shoon thou ne'er gav'st nane
The whinnes sall prick thee to the bare bane;
From Whinny-muir when thou may'st pass,
To Brig o' Dread thou com'st at last;
From Brig o' Dread when thou may'st pass,
To Purgatory fire thou com'st at last;
If ever thou gavest meat or drink,
The fire sall never make thee shrink;
If meat or drink thou ne'er gav'st nane,
The fire will burn thee to the bare bane;
This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
—Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,
And Christe receive thy saule.
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Distant figures
Eight or nine out on the ice
Drawing nearer
Ghostly thin and deathly white
Not a glimmer
In their gaunt and haunted eyes
Dead men walking, or spirits
What choice have we but to retreat and to hide?
And wait inside and hope they'll go
Yet hear their footsteps in the snow
Come louder, louder, loud and close
Then a braver
Man than I stepped out to find
Wraith-like creatures
Cold of skin and dead of mind
Food we offered
Would not eat and would not trade
Would not speak a word
On their grim death march into the waste, so we made
An igloo for them all to sleep
And left for them three seals to eat
And silently, silently fled when night came
Seasons came and went
We returned one day to search
Objects we had left
In our haste to flee the curse
Why had they arrived?
Would their coming spell our doom?
Captured in the ice, we found
That the igloo we built them had proven their tomb
And they had left the seals alone
But they had feasted on their own
With human teeth marks on human bone
What line divides survival and sin?
What point does life depart and death creep in?
What line between a man and a beast?
Starving on the land in which we feast
Starving on the land in which we feast
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Jessica Law Cambridge, UK
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