| THE DARK YOUNG TETRAGRAMOPHONE Pay tribute to the beat, for you are its bidden slave The music is relentless, it rocks you to your grave Show reverence to your new Lord, Tetragramophone As long as the d.j. keeps on spinning, we're never going home Tell me that you love me, that's what I want to hear Oh, wouldn't it be lovely to realize your greatest fear We could dance to the beat, which thunders in our heads We could dance till we're delirious, we could dance until we're dead Writhing on the dancefloor, then dropping to your knees I love the way the scratch-mix mixes with your pleas Dance for me my loved one, my precious disco queen Dance for your beloved, till you've ruptured your spleen Disco inferno burnin' up your soul You've danced for me before, why are you being cold? Avert your eyes from the vid-screen, that's the Madonna you're looking at Now, fall to your knees and beg forgiveness for acting up like that You know you look so lovely with the black-light in your hair The way the mirrored lights hit you, there's none that can compare So, go on! Dance to the beat, which threatens to split our heads We could dance ourselves so silly, we could dance until we're dead FLOWER OF EVIL On the tree of life, I am but a bitter fruit Acrid to the palate, and overwhelming to the senses In the garden of society, I am a blight Not even the very worms of the earth dare partake of my flesh A vampiric weed, I suck the life from my peers I shun the light of day, and grow, hatefully, in the dark Although I am alone, no wallflower am I I am a flower of evil, and those that touch me...die FEMME FATALE Lady, you move me, with your skin so pale So lifeless, and yet alluring. Your hair is as black as raven's feathers, and wild as a lion's mane Your blood-red lips beckon me, but your cold dark eyes push me back again. O lady, how you kill me, how you set my soul aflame; And yet, I know not even your name. And so, I must remain your secret lover from afar, in some dark and distant dream. Belle Dame Sans Merci, with a glance you grab me and drain me of my life's force. Discarding my body, a lifeless empty husk, the price paid for love. |