Phantasmagoria from Frequency by Softwire

Can you hear it all around?
A hundred thousand marble mouths are singing

The smell of rot is sickly sweet
Up in the attic slippered feet are swinging round

A little blood reaps dividends
Pick up your shovel, bring a friend
And wager all your virtues on the way

So tuck your shirt in, don’t be late
The baying mob is at the gate
They’re battering the doors down just to hear the music play

Roll up roll up and take a ringside seat
Come where angels fear to lay their dainty little feet
If you get frightened, you go sleep tight
While we all wreak sweet havoc in the firelight

All ye lonely faithful come
And join our pandemonium in splendor

Don’t be afraid to lose control
Abandon hope, all wayward souls who enter here

The fungal blooming through the stone
The forest deep with shards of bone all gleaming white

Included in the ticket price
With foaming mouths and rolling eyes we’ll dine tonight

Carry me through golden halls
With merry mirrors on the walls
And let the drumbeat start to enter in

But far from me to disapprove
The choir is watching every move
Well, what’s the point of hiding when they’re underneath your skin?

Roll up roll up and take a ringside seat
Come where angels fear to lay their dainty little feet
If you get frightened, you go sleep tight
While we all wreak sweet havoc in the candlelight

Roll up roll up and take a ringside seat
Come where angels fear to lay their dainty little feet
If you get frightened, you go sleep tight
While we all wreak sweet havoc in the firelight
(Roll up roll up and watch the flames burn bright)
And we’re metamorphosing
The moment fast is closing in
We all are decomposing into dreams in the moonlight

• Rock
• ghost party delirium
• metal
• swing
• swing metal
• London