Notre Dame
Nightmare Before Christmas
1. X-Masquerade
"They broke an old tradition, because the new
millennium rearranged a celebration they all
enjoyed, yet there's a costume contest
Who'd draw the ace this christmasquerade
remained mysterious best disguise would be
announced when the clock strikes twelve and
then dis-masque at midnight. Roll out the
blood-red carpet, champagne and cheers and
fireworks, very soon we reach the climax,
count-down begins drum-roll! And the winner is...
that man disguised as the Devil himself
The red horn-clad demon complete with tail
and cloven hoof devil-man you're so authentic,
all shouted; reveal yourself! They had their life's
surprise there... or should I say their death's
Half-drowned, had drained a vineyard, One still
pronounced unwillingness as they tried to strip
the winner all hell broke loose! He'd crush the
crystal ballroom... chandeliers fell into a flaming
inferno the old mansion burnt to the ground on the
very first day of the year 2000, preview to a new
hellenium, all the ninety party-goers is but a
charred memorium, all ninety... all except One"
2. Doom
A funeral procession encircles the globe, reflecting the tragic signs
how black is the planet in 2001, we burn the electric sun
Monsieur Nostradamus, a king or a clown, but still he wrote history
Our age has been written, foreseen and foretold
god knows we've been awaiting... the Old
Is this a new dawn then? - No it is the beginning of the end
see birds fall from the skies
I've seen it in New York, Paris and in Rome
it all seems so crystal clear now - Doom
3. Black Birthday (Hip Hip Hooray)
Surprise!
Help me blow out the candles? - isn't that what you meant
who brings the nicest presents gets my dead presidents
don't wish me happy birthday - don't wish me happy birthday
yes, I know what you're up to - you scavengers! Hip Hip Hooray!
Put in a special paragraph in my testament
everything goes to charity, in case of an accident
don't wish me happy birthday - I am not happy!
Watch it, is that a bowie knife to cut the cake
Hip Hip Hooray
"for he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow
that nobody can deny" die, die, die!
4. Frost
Enchanted I'd seek thee I froze in front of these carefully carved
sculptures. As if by a magic stroke with a bite so cold it burns on
nightfall I saw - Frost
Afraid the blood would freeze my veins I began roaming towards the
gates when a magical blizzard will drop the swirl that surrounds
me and then as I looked up - Frost
5. Frost (The Whole Story)
...and as I was following the trail of blood in the snow, it led me further and
further into a forest, that seemed to be beckoning me. The winterland stretched
out like some painting by John Bauer where the mist of morning lay thick among
the trees creating a vibe so magical it felt as if I had stepped right into a
saga. Determined as I was to find my furry companion I kept walking without
fear, ironically without whom I wouldn't normally have dared to walk this deep
into an unknown forest, but the great whiteness came across as pure as innocent,
not a bit frightening or threatening - I was seduced. Every now and then soft
whiffs of wind blew and from branches, powder-snow gently was falling, amongst
the treetops thousands of icecycles played their tinsel tingling music. Though
he seemed to have ran out of blood I followed his limping footprints through
the untouched snow, it seemed that no living thing had set its foot on this
place for thousand years, a place this beautiful couldn't possibly possess
anything evil.............. it's funny what a little snow can do
I must have walked for hours when I finally came to a mountainside at the
end of the enchanted forest. The traces now led into a crevice and through a
narrow pathway, all the time I was thinking of my furry four-legged friend and
it wasn't until I was totally engulfed by the white light that I became aware
of the striking similarities with what many claim happens when we die, when our
disembodied spirit enters the land of the dead. As the mist scattered from my
snowblind eyes I saw that in a glade I was standing staring out over a
beautifully snowclad valley down below. The silence was deafening, the greenish
mass of ice-cycles reached all the way up and looked as if they were attached
to the sky itself, raindrops were hanging like crystals in the air as if time
stopped and them froze while they were falling, it was like seeing the world
through frosted glass and I imagine this is what he had in mind when he
invented the expression "when hell is freezing over". At first I thought the
blood would freeze in my veins but after awhile I adapted so well the chilling
bite began to feel like it was burning, by and by I removed my clothes as I
went along. Just a stone's toss inside the entrance his foot-prints suddenly
disappeared, as if he had been given wings
I looked up and saw I was standing in front of a gate so gigantic it
dwarfed the two mighty statues of ice standing on each side. In the sort of
dream-like state I was I didn't stop to marvel at what it was I just passed by
between the two frost bitten guards and into the garden. Freely and without
fear I wandered amongst an abundance of icy sculptures so carefully carved they
looked human, there was a grotesque sculpture of a man standing on his knees
with both his arms raised overhead, you could tell by looking at his tormented
face that he was screaming his lungs out. Behind him stood a mother and her two
children, whom she sheltered with her bare body. I let my fingers run over the
sad face of an old man, every wrinkle was perfect and so was the tears. The
whole bizarre scenery reminded me of an oft-told tale when I was a child where
an entire village was turned into stone, could this be, it was the different
but yet the same. I literally froze in front of a sculpture of a naked young
woman who seemed to be smiling, fascinated I sat in my own thoughts and didn't
notice the roar that quickly grew in the distance. When I turned around it was
like the nightfall had already fallen, I began running as fast as my legs could
bare me but it was too late the approaching blizzard was already over me and I
got sucked into the whirl, the snow covered every inch of my body, I tried to
scream but the whirling avalanche came down through my mouth and nostrils and
filled my lungs. I knew now what had really happened here and that I would soon
become an ice-sculpture myself. When I stopped fighting it and gave in a
wonderful warmth washed over me and the closest thing I can think of when
describing it, is an orgasm... I died with a smile on my lips
6. A Scrooge Tale
Dear father x-mas your name is on my list
I make you an offer you can't resist - Scrooge
Bring in the big guns, oh see! it's raining deers
I've been a real bad boy this year - Scrooge
A giant shadow re-emerges with scythe in hand
who is the reaper with the snow-white tan - Scrooge
repeating nightmares, he comes, he sows, he reaps
The Christmas spirit haunts me in my sleep - Scrooge
At every corner there's a beggar in a beard
who wants my money every god damn year...
expectant children terrorizing with their whine
"Jinglebells, jinglebells" oh shut the X and shove
these Christmas carols where the sun don't shine!
7. Le Nostradamus De Notre Epoqué
Like Nostradamus I foresee - a world of pain and misery
I'm Notre Damus from Paris - sightseer, hear it's elegy
save me, save me
According to what he saw those centuries ago
the entire world will blow up... eventually
it's not that he's been right before, but a fool can see the signs
saw war, a black planet in 1999
Today! I thought it over, why should I waste
my mind/time - it's over
I see neo-holocaust, world war III rage across/crush Europeople
he predicted the French revolution and I see the second coming
I've seen the dark megalomaniac, his name is xxx
boy, there's black clouds on our horizon. We can build ourselves
rockets but we can't escape our destiny, our destiny
Today! I saw it over, why should I waste
my time - it's over
Today! I thought it over, why should I waste
my my mind - it's over
8. 1999
Behold the king of terror as he rises like a sun, a fitting tribute
to the new and dark and millennium, resurrected the Anti-Christ
because he knows the time is short...
The dark prophetic poéms has been accurate before,
Napoleon and Hitler, now the current third world war
All figures, names and numbers - everything turns upside down...
1999 - the true believers claim it is the year we all shall die
1999 - an united group of sceptics says they're all way out of line
somewhere in a hospital a newborn was swapped
A small miscalculation where the month was missed with one,
the seventh son of seven overshadowed the August sun
The countdown has begun, it's the beginning of the end...
1999 - the mass of misled mongers couldn't read between the lines
1999 - when Charon takes his ferry across the seven seas of rhye
1999 - why!
1999 - a wake up call, we got to kill the monster while it's small
1999 - if we cannot heed the warning, then at least we can recall
1999 - the words of Nostradamus will accordingly...
fall into oblivium while he is uprising with strength wins the peoples immovable trust
then takes us by the hand on a walk to the ends of the earth
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