SPELLBLAST LYRICS

1. The Wow Signal

We all have told tons of stories
Just to expect the great surprise
In the eyes of those who listen
Who want the best words to explain just what they want to find.

It's the feeling of colliding
On a surface full of whys
When we try to solve huge questions
We spit out easy answers since the birth of humankind.

Something shoots my Big Ear
I hear voices from afar
It's someone I wish I had so close to me
While my logic turns in stars

Could the answer be near the will of company?
Since this world we're living here seems always
Lost in reality, or in philosophies, fantasy is the therapy
To unleash our words of

WOW.
We spit out easy answers since the birth of humankind.

72 seconds to raise a question for the next 40 years
Is this hydrogen the half of a sea from which a bottle came onto here?
All we want to read is a message
Or maybe is this bottle just a receptacle for our dreams?
While we all tried to make up our minds, light years further
Christensen and Gibbs in laughter said:
"Oh...how they are....
Lost in their realities, in their philosophies, while they turn with fantasy
Their knowledge into WOW".
We spit out easy answers since the birth of humankind.

But it's not enough
Even if the comets
Have solved the riddle
Someone always will doubt
Just to abandon the reason and keep their "wow"s.

Could the answer be near the will of company?
Since this world we're living here seems always
Lost in reality, or in philosophies, fantasy is the therapy
To unleash our words of

WOW.
We hope for easy answers since the birth of humankind.

2. The Hands Resist Him

Look inside the eyeless doll
Let her guide you through the door
Let the hands of future clutch at you
Under the light of the waning moon,
They will need your hands.

Scratch the door with us
And make this child smile at least once.

I've waited too much
Covered by this dust
This frozen time consumes me
And I will get out
Will you help him smile, fool?

Now sleep well my dear owners
I will get out from these corners
Take my hand and let me live
I'm just an unborn child.

Can you hear them scratching?
Let them find the exit
Your nightmare is his dream
As the hands resist him.

You will meet them soon
It's the real price you pay for buying me
My doll will guide you too
Now it's late to try and sell me.
Will you help me smile, fool?

Now sleep well my dear owners
I will get out from these corners
Take my hand and let me live
I will paint your soul in darkness

As your hands will touch the surface
So you'll taste this endless time
'Cause I'm just an unborn child.

Make this child smile.
Make this child smile.
Make this child smile.
Make this child smile.

Now sleep well my dear owners
I will get out from these corners
Take my hand and let me live
I'm just an unborn child.
I will paint your soul in darkness
As your hands will touch the surface
So you'll taste this endless time
'Cause I'm just an unborn child.

3. The Flannan Lighthouse

Welcome to the seven hunters
We are cursed by fate
Sink your knife into the ground
And bind the spirit's hate

Rituals against the dark unknown
Follow the sun, you're not alone
Never turn your back to it
While these rocks are under your feet.

It's so goddamn right
I don't dare spend here the night
Never sleep on Eilean Mor
Like those fools did before.

Memories of three sailors gone
Written in these pages.
December 15th: "Sea is calm
And God is over all."
But just three days prior:
"Severe winds
Like I have never seen before."
Captain James Harvey arrived and saw
That he had lost them all.

Fired a rocket but no response.
The only hope was a spotlight turned off
Should I've heeded those rumours...
...didn't we believe them enough?

The clocks had all stopped
Right before darkness approached
Just one thing I understand:
The seven ones took my friends.

Memories of three sailors gone
Written in these pages.
December 15th: "Sea is calm
And God is over all."
But just three days prior:
"Severe winds
Like I have never seen before."
Captain James Harvey arrived and saw
That he had lost them all.

Memories of three sailors gone
Written in these pages.
December 15th: "Sea is calm
And God is over all."
But just three days prior:
"Severe winds
Like I have never seen before."
Captain James Harvey arrived and saw
That he had lost them all.

4. The Roanoke Colony

Let's go, to the new world
Fame and fortune is waiting for England
Here it is! The Roanoke island
History will remember our names

The world is too small for us
With our flag we need a new start
May our faith chase the heavens of these lands
By force take the gold of the native ones.
But this time, we won't let you stay
We will spare none of you for we're betrayed
And the legend of this cursed land began
Leaving a word, but not the name of someone.

It all started with a challenge:
Could the colony find its place?
With the men of sir Raleigh
Will the queen take this new edge?
So we dreamt about the summer
And the new face of heaven
But the nightmares of the storms
Were all hidden by thoughts of gold.

Set sail, to the new world
Fame and fortune is waiting for England
Here it is! The Roanoke island
History will remember our names

The violence brought violence
Retreat and retry.
John White his daughter, one hundred and seventeen men
Had the last chance to conquer this land again
And after his granddaughter born in this Paradise of death and gold
He waved at them saying, "I'll come back in a while,"
But it was the last goodbye.

Because then,
After three long years
He came back to find them
But once arrived, no one there
No sign of fights at all
No one to save and no tombstones
And the story of this cursed man ends
Carving a word without Malta's cross.

Since then,
Looking at the horizon of the history line
John White still cries:
Goodbye my child,
Goodnight granddaughter
Everyday day I feel so far
Promise of glory
Into a dark tale
C R O A T O A N
History will remember this name.

Since then,
Looking at the horizon of the history line
John White still cries:
Goodbye my child,
Goodnight granddaughter
Everyday day I feel so far
Promise of glory
Into a dark tale
C R O A T O A N
History will remember this name.

...a warning to posterity.

5. The Dyatlov Pass

There's nobody here
Everybody's gone
And the tent is cut from the inside
Going to north-east
Following the trees
Leaving a bunch of footsteps behind

And then we came:
The fire's remains
Near this old tree
Nothing to blame

Near the cedar
Two of them lie here
Frozen silent
Last hope fell down climbing the tree

Nothing we can do
Can't still understand
Shivers and questions dance down the spine
Three of them tried to
Go back to the tent
But they didn't reach it in time
They are frozen and silent like the other two
So might we have a clue?

No we don't
Madness rises
Because

The other four came out
When the snow was melting
And melted were their reasons near the shelter of their endings
So many screaming doubts
Wounds from a violent impact
Radiations on their dresses
And a new truth to be found

Near the cedar
All of them lie here
Frozen silent
Between the chaos of this

Mystery can you see every of these theories?
KGB, a bad fall, arctic hysteria
Avalanche, infra-sounds, secret launch of missiles
Could it be? Couldn't it be?
Or did they see too much and got killed?
Everything seems to be
Tragic and incomplete
All the sentences drown in hypotheses.

Near the cedar
Frozen silent

You will never know the truth
Stop asking your questions.

Near the cedar
Sadness snow and fear
In this silence
Who knows the truth is just who's
Frozen silent
Never-ending research
Snow still falls down
In Dyatlov pass and Otorten's cliffs.

6. The Dancing Plague

Strasbourg and an epidemic
1518 mid July:
From the dance floor to the ground
All began this way:

Tell me now, Troffea, what are you trying to do?
I can't stop and I'm in love with you
Twirls from your hands
Mesmerize my head
You own me with just a snap of your fingers
Jump a little, spin a little, like the bug buzz of a beetle
In my head obsessions scream their echoes:
"Do it again 'til you bend. Don't pretend to understand.
A mind abuse and for sure the fate is signed for you."

Feel the crawling vibes
Of your fear
No more saints to pray

That's our destiny.
We must surrender
Let's dig our graves
We must remember
How wonderful it was to dance near the gates of afterlife
And I suppose I could have died
After a simple happy life
Now I'm a sinner in this plague.

Feel the rhythm of your bones
While they pulverise
Damned musicians play your song
For a ruin that can't be denied.
Gates are opening
They are leading us to an eternal dance.
I'm following the notes
They're written in my head
While my thoughts fade
On the whys that brought us all there.

And
So
I surrender to this curse
Can't explain
This carnage
So goodbye 'cause

That's our destiny
We must surrender
Let's dig our graves
We must remember
How wonderful it was to dance near the gates of afterlife
And I suppose I could have died
After a simple happy life
Now I'm a sinner in this plague.

Tell me now Troffea what did you try to do
While I die, I'm still in love with you
I can't hear no more songs,
Just a creepy lullaby coming from my flesh and bones

Then I exhale
My last sin
Time to dance in peace.

"Dance in peace," written in our tombstones
And the last thing in my head was
"I hope in hell there's no sound"
Oh... my stationary ground.

7. The Yogtze Riddle

A constant feeling of being chased
Their eyes are everywhere
It's a mystery unsolved
Everything that was known
Was his state of paranoia.

Footsteps in the shadows
Followed him everywhere

In a dramatic shocking night
Proofs lead to nowhere
A writing on paper and a big why
About the fate of a poor man.

In the quiet of that night
"Jetzt geht mir ein Licht auf."
An exclamation and all
This apparently senseless
Fear was shaping the mold of all those

Footsteps in the shadows
Followed him everywhere

In a dramatic shocking night
Proofs lead to nowhere
A writing on paper and a big why
About the fate of a poor man.

Finally he understood and ran away like he knew a secret truth
So he left his house
Maybe the best thing, was a restorative drink
But instead he tumbled on the floor
When he came to his senses,
He disappeared with his thoughts
Spoke of an accident to his old friend,
"It's late, talk to your parents,
You won't find answers here."

Later that night, he was found
Scared, wounded and naked
Before leaving this world
His last confused sentence was that
Four people were with him in his car 'til there.

Letters are just six remains
Of a not so solved case.

In a dramatic shocking night
All of a sudden
A writing on paper and a big why
YOGTZE, a riddle still unsolved

8. The Overtoun Bridge

There's a sign
You'd better read...
...Usually a story is told,
This time it howls.

Newspapers wrote it is supposed
Six hundred dogs ran then jumped down
From the cliff of their destiny

Legends of afterlife from Celtic's tales
The ghost of a lady in a mansion's remains
Such wonderful fears in just one place.

And so watch your paws!
Keep your best friend close to you because
Rumours have said it could be drown down
Towards a certain death for a certain reason,
Believe it or not, just read the sign:
"Dangerous bridge,
Please keep your dog on a lead."
It's a curious advice to let you be
Skeptic, but carefully,
When you cross the line of Overtoun bridge.

The call of something's underneath:
The voice of a spirit
Or the smell of minks.
They're the twisting doubts of this fatality

But if you look close to all this creepy thing,
You'll find inventions and contradictions
But the writing still remains to warn!

And so watch your paws!
Keep your best friend close to you because
Rumours have said it could be drown down
Towards a certain death for a certain reason,
Believe it or not, just read the sign:
"Dangerous bridge,
Please keep your dog on a lead."
It's a curious advice to let you be
Skeptic, but carefully,
When you cross the line of Overtoun bridge.

Just imagine for one second that I'm not just a white cloth, but the Lady White that lurks in solitude looking for company:
All of these tales would be the best thing I could hope for to let you stay with me. So let these legends live.

And so watch your paws!
Keep your best friend close to you because
Rumours have said it could be drown down
Towards a certain death for a certain reason,
Believe it or not, just read the sign:
"Dangerous bridge,
Please keep your dog on a lead."
It's a curious advice to let you be
Skeptic, but carefully,
When you cross the line of Overtoun.

9. The Children of Woolpit

Their skin was green
Their dresses so unfamiliar
And unknown was the language they spoke.
Are they sick? Are they not?
Are they coming from the underworlds?
Two children all alone: alone and lost.
My poor brother died so,
It's up to me to tell this tale, this weird tale:

We arrived, we are there:
We're the children of Woolpit!
Where the Sun never shone,
In a sky only of twilights,
We came from afar,
From the land of Saint Martin
Chimes of bells in a dark cave led us to your world.

The pit of these wolves has eaten our souls
While the only thing we ate was just raw broad beans.
I miss the green of before, now the colours of the rainbows
Fill of emptiness the deep inside of me.
So goodbye my older place,
Now I'm trapped and damned to stay,
While people say:

They're right, they are there:
The green children of Woolpit!
Where the Sun never shone,
In a sky only of twilights,
They came from afar,
From the land of Saint Martin
Chimes of bells in a dark cave led us to your world.

They're right, they are there:
The green children of Woolpit!
Where the Sun never shone,
In a sky only of twilights,
They came from afar,
From the land of Saint Martin,
Chimes of bells in a dark cave led us to your world.

We arrived, we are there:
We're the children of Woolpit
Where the Sun never shone,
In a sky only of twilights,
We came from afar,
From the land of Saint Martin.
Chimes of bells in a dark cave took us to your world,
Chimes of bells of a dark tale brought us to your words,
Chimes of bells of dark words led us to your tales.







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