MIDNIGHT SILK AND SMOKE

symphonic metal, psychedelic rock, blues rock, soul blues

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(Chorus – The tempo kicks up, vocals become a harsh, soulful wail)
He was just a SHADOW, wrapped up tight in midnight silk!
Smoke thicker than a prayer, and bitter as bad milk!
That Voodoo Man on the Log, yeah! Sittin' on the heat and hope!
With a hand-rolled monster, Lord, thick as a damn rope!
He ain't got no face, just darkness where his eyes should be.
Oh, but that smoke cloud, baby, he’s makin’ it rise for me!
HE’S A GHOST! HE’S A LIAR! HE’S A DIRTY SOUL ON FIRE!
And I want him! Yeah, I need him! Gettin' HIGHER!

(Verse 2 – Groovy, faster blues tempo, descriptive and explicit)
He got that heavy habit, yeah, he don't take no shame.
That giant cigarette is spittin' out his dirty name.
He's got his head thrown back, drinkin' in the poison slow.
Burning down that sweet leaf 'til the ashes touch his elbow.
And that cloak is velvet, baby! It catches every lick of light!
Hidin' what he brought here, h-h-hidin' what he does at night!
He don't look nowhere, he don't listen to the wind or rain,
He's just breathin' in the silence, chokin' down the pain!

(Chorus – Full power wail, drums pounding)
He was just a SHADOW, wrapped up tight in midnight silk!
Smoke thicker than a prayer, and bitter as bad milk!
That Voodoo Man on the Log, yeah! Sittin' on the heat and hope!
With a hand-rolled monster, Lord, thick as a damn rope!
He ain't got no face, just darkness where his eyes should be.
Oh, but that smoke cloud, baby, he’s makin’ it rise for me!
HE’S A GHOST! HE’S A LIAR! HE’S A DIRTY SOUL ON FIRE!
And I want him! Yeah, I need him! Gettin' HIGHER!

(Bridge – Slows dramatically, intimate and desperate, vocal fry/rasp)
I crawled right up to him, closer than a sinner to the pew.
Whispered, "Hey, Black Cloak, tell me what the hell you gonna do?"
'Cause you're sittin' in your cloud of sin, and you look like death is near...
Are you gonna save me, baby, or just disappear?
Tell me, are you Moses? Are you Jesus? Are you who they say?
Or are you just the biggest, baddest mistake I'm gonna make today?
I see your fingers stained, Lord, I smell the burnt perfume...
If you got a little hit of that heaven, honey, gimme some room!

(Outro – Tempo speeds up, chaotic and screaming, punctuated by drum hits)
Gimme that smoke! Lemme breathe it!
Yeah! I wanna drown in that black!
He's sittin'! He's sittin'! He's sittin' on the fire!
HE'S MY DESIRE!
Oh, that dirty bastard! Lord, that dirty bastard!
Smoke so high! Yeah!
(Scream/Ad-libs)
HE’S ALL I GOT!
OHHHHHH!
(Sound of a sharp inhale, then total silence.)

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(Verse 1 – Slow, dragged rhythm, building intensity) Oh, the night is heavy, honey, the woods are deep and black. Ain’t no sound but the crickets chewin’ on the cold-ass track. And that sticky silence… it sticks right to my skin. It smells like trouble, Lord, where does the trouble begin? I was walkin’ wounded, lookin’ for a place to rest my head, Then I saw that fire, blood-RED, lookin’ like the Devil bled. And yeah, I shoulda run, I shoulda kept my fool self movin’ on... But I saw HIM sittin’ there, starin’ down the lonely dawn. (Chorus – The tempo kicks up, vocals become a harsh, soulful wail) He was just a SHADOW, wrapped up tight in midnight silk! Smoke thicker than a prayer, and bitter as bad milk! That Voodoo Man on the Log, yeah! Sittin' on the heat and hope! With a hand-rolled monster, Lord, thick as a damn rope! He ain't got no face, just darkness where his eyes should be. Oh, but that smoke cloud, baby, he’s makin’ it rise for me! HE’S A GHOST! HE’S A LIAR! HE’S A DIRTY SOUL ON FIRE! And I want him! Yeah, I need him! Gettin' HIGHER! (Verse 2 – Groovy, faster blues tempo, descriptive and explicit) He got that heavy habit, yeah, he don't take no shame. That giant cigarette is spittin' out his dirty name. He's got his head thrown back, drinkin' in the poison slow. Burning down that sweet leaf 'til the ashes touch his elbow. And that cloak is velvet, baby! It catches every lick of light! Hidin' what he brought here, h-h-hidin' what he does at night! He don't look nowhere, he don't listen to the wind or rain, He's just breathin' in the silence, chokin' down the pain! (Chorus – Full power wail, drums pounding) He was just a SHADOW, wrapped up tight in midnight silk! Smoke thicker than a prayer, and bitter as bad milk! That Voodoo Man on the Log, yeah! Sittin' on the heat and hope! With a hand-rolled monster, Lord, thick as a damn rope! He ain't got no face, just darkness where his eyes should be. Oh, but that smoke cloud, baby, he’s makin’ it rise for me! HE’S A GHOST! HE’S A LIAR! HE’S A DIRTY SOUL ON FIRE! And I want him! Yeah, I need him! Gettin' HIGHER! (Bridge – Slows dramatically, intimate and desperate, vocal fry/rasp) I crawled right up to him, closer than a sinner to the pew. Whispered, "Hey, Black Cloak, tell me what the hell you gonna do?" 'Cause you're sittin' in your cloud of sin, and you look like death is near... Are you gonna save me, baby, or just disappear? Tell me, are you Moses? Are you Jesus? Are you who they say? Or are you just the biggest, baddest mistake I'm gonna make today? I see your fingers stained, Lord, I smell the burnt perfume... If you got a little hit of that heaven, honey, gimme some room! (Outro – Tempo speeds up, chaotic and screaming, punctuated by drum hits) Gimme that smoke! Lemme breathe it! Yeah! I wanna drown in that black! He's sittin'! He's sittin'! He's sittin' on the fire! HE'S MY DESIRE! Oh, that dirty bastard! Lord, that dirty bastard! Smoke so high! Yeah! (Scream/Ad-libs) HE’S ALL I GOT! OHHHHHH! (Sound of a sharp inhale, then total silence.)

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