[3/31/99] Sadly, because I can no longer easily access song lyrics, the bloodsong page will no longer be updated monthly if at all. If I find another worthy song I will post it, but otherwise this is it. But please don't think that there's nothing you can do about it; If you have a song that you think would suit our tragic prince, please mAiL mE
fEbRuArY'99:
I'll Be
by: Edwin McCain
{I guess this one pertains to both Maria and Alucard}
The strands in your eyes
that colour them wonderful
stop me and steal my breath.
And em'ralds from mountains
thrust towards the sky,
never revealing their depth.
And tell me that we belong together.
Dress it upwith the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips
instead of the gallows of heartache
that hang from above.
{chorus:}
I'll be your cryin' shoulder,
I'll be love suicide.
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.
Rain falls angry on the tin roof
as we lie awake in my bed.
And you're my survival,
you're my living proof
my love is alive and not dead.
And tell me that we belong together.
Dress it upwith the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips
instead of the gallows of heartache
that hang from above.
{cHoRuS}
And I've dropped out,
I've burned up.
I fought my way back from the dead.
I've tuned in,
turned on,
remembered the thing that you said.
{cHoRuS}
I'll be the greatest fan of your whole life.
{cHoRuS:}
There are times when all the world's asleep,
the questions run too deep
for such a simple man.
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd
but please tell me who I am.
You come out at night
That's when the energy comes
And the dark side's light
And the vampires roam
You strut your rasta wear
And your suicide poem
And a cross from a faith that died
Before Jesus came
You're building a mystery
You live in a church
Where you sleep with voodoo dolls
And you won't give up the search
For the ghosts in the halls
You wear sandals in the snow
And a smile that won't wash away
Can you look out the window
Without your shadow getting in the way?
You're so beautiful
With an edge and charm
but so careful
When I'm in your arms
Cause you're working
Building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Yeah you're working
Building a mystery
And choosing so carefully
You woke up screaming aloud
A prayer from your secret god
You feed off our fears
And hold back your tears, oh
Give us a tantrum
And a know it all grin
Just when we need one
When the evening's thin
You're a beautiful
A beautiful fucked up man
You're setting up your
Razor wire shrine
Cause you're working
Building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Yeah you're working
Building a mystery
And choosing so carefully
You're building a mystery
nOvEmBeR '98:
The Music of the Night
from: The Phantom of the Opera
"Night time sharpens
heightens each sensation...
Darkness wakes and stirs imagination
Silently the senses
abandon their defences
Helpless to resist the notes I write
For I compose the music of the night...
Slowly, gently
night unfurls its splendour.
Grasp it, sense it-
tremulous and tender
Hearing is believing
music is deceiving
Hard as lightning soft as candlelight
dare you trust
the music of the night...
Close your eyes for your eyes will only tell the truth
And the truth isn't what you want to see.
In the dark it is easy to pretend
that the truth
is what it ought to be.
Softly, deftly
music shall caress you...
Hear it, fell it
secretly possess you...
Open up your mind
let your fantasies unwind
in this darkness which
you know you cannot fight-
the darkness of the music of the night...
Close you eyes and let music set you free...
Only then
can you belong to me...
Floating, falling
sweet intoxication!
Touch me, trust me
savour each sensation...
Let the dream begin
let your darker side give in
to the power of the music of the night..."
And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest thing to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am