(Lyrics: M. Wood/Music: S. McCorkindale)
dressed in green and violet
pale bruised by my caress
narcotic duet demands
my end and nothing less
ripe nightshade kisses
soft with visions you give birth
cold lips wet with my mistress
taste acid and black earth
Break
open your precious vial
Drink
you down with a crooked smile
Choke
back the bitter bile
Walk
with me the last hidden mile
a gentle pressure
hiding deep beneath my eyes
sickness and pleasure
naked senses can't describe
eyes full of sunlight
fingers numb with solanine
lost in the midnight
giving solace brief and clean
your fevered tincture
steals my thoughts and slows my heart
a bitter sweet cure
cutting through the weakest part
Break
open your precious vial
Drink
you down with a crooked smile
Choke
back the bitter bile
Walk
with me the last hidden mile
THE KING IN YELLOW
(Words and music by S. McCorkindale, additional lyrics by a bunch of dead folks)
SCENE IIIX. Carcosa, a city lost from time. A storm rages; the moon glows red.
The Tomb of the KRONOS appearing; the Tribunes and Senators aloft. Enter, below, from one side, CASSILDA and her Followers; and, from the other side, CAMILLA and her Followers; with drum and colours.
CASSILDA
Light from out the lurid sea
Streams up turrets silently
Alas, the maiden’s milk goes sour
As frost forms ivy and stone flowers
Along the shore the cloud waves break
The twin suns sink beneath the lake
Strange is night where black stars rise
And strange moons circle through the skies
The king whose majesty amazes
Save though him who sings thy praises
Suck the marrow from my bones
Then turn away in loving moan
CHORUS: Flowers fall and crowd the stage
Red velvet bars a curtained cage
Protect me from the actor’s rage, I fear the yellow sign
CAMILLA
When Gilgamesh rose to confound him
In the form of beast he bound him
Battle scarred both heath and glen
Kronos’ rule was broken then
Now the trumpet’s invocation
Calls the dead to condemnation
The waves now have a redder glow
The hours breeding faint and low
Freedom’s thine for skill and will
The skill is mine but will lies still
Still as earth that dare not stir
‘Til the kiss of sun awakens her
CHORUS: Flowers fall and crowd the stage
Red velvet bars a curtained cage
Protect me from the actor’s rage, I fear the yellow sign
As abruptly as a knife
His demon horde into my life
When end is born I am midwife
Dive into crimson brine
CASSILDA and CAMILLA together:
Songs that Hyades shall sing
Where flap the tatters of the king
He robbed cradles to feed his grave
From moonlit caves blood crests in waves
Lights go down
DERELICT
(Words and music by S. McCorkindale)
When I read comic books,
the heroes stare back at me
Schizophrenia got me down,
this straight jacket fits to a T
A color out of space
A secret from the grave
Food raised in a cage
Fat and happy to the dinner plate
Chorus:
No safety or security
They strike inside your dreams
Write in words I can't read
But I know what they mean
This theater smells of death, a smell you can't forget
Lost, alien, something other, abandoned in a derelict
Strangers in a darkened room
Silver light cuts through the gloom
The god clings to your face,
no one can hear you scream in space
Chorus
Full color photonovel tells stories out of school
Puke my guts on the Daily Mail
Black currants play me for a fool
Blood spilled in Dagon's name,
Dormammuu say it all the same
It's a story like no other
At sunrise Set will rape the game
Chorus
In space no one hears you scream (repeat)
A DELIRIUM OF FIREFLIES
(Words and music by M. Wood)
Despite all of our efforts
we're even deeper in the sand
The doctors say it's fatal
They'll do all they can
To make us more comfortable
To keep us here, in the scene
But we are more than able
To lie here cold and mean
We circle each other
Like a delirium of fireflies
Like a delirium of fireflies
Lost in all our orbits
It should come as no surprise..
We are never leaving here
At least not alive...
We circle each other like a delirium of firefliesRED VELVET UPHOLSTERY,
BLACK LEATHER CURTAINS
(S. McCorkindale, M. Wood)
Ankles bound in knotted straps
I'm lost and found
Home alone, the merry widow
Won't make a sound
Candle wax and baby's breath
Score venus mounds
Chorus:
The world outside has died
There's one place left to hide
It's warm and wet inside
Let my tongue be your guide
Tied in nylon not in silk
Love in the burn
Flesh as raw, succulent treasure
Takes what you yearn
Play the part, listen to teacher
Get what you earn
Chorus:
The world outside has died
There's one place left to hide
It's warm and wet inside
Let my toungue be your guide
Red velvet recollection
sweat and incense
lost my pretense
of my offense
THE GOD IN THE BOWL
(S. McCorkindale)
Satan loves me,
Yes, I know
For the Bible tells me so
The insect god calls to me from the bowl
Satan loves me
Yes, I know
The sky lights up at night
Storm clouds and semen rain
It calls me once again
Sings the junk inside my veins
The god inside the bowl
It never had a soul
It calls me once again
The open sores and gaping graves
Caught beneath the insect slaves
The god inside the bowl has no concept of a soul
Asleep in sores and gaping graves
The sky lights up at night
Storm clouds and semen rain
It calls me once again
Sings the junk inside my veins
The god inside the bowl
It’s never had a soul
It calls me once again
