Shadows of Whiskey and Murder (Piano Remix)

male vocals, Scottish male vocals, murder ballad, dark piano, piano ballad

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(Verse 1)
In Edinburgh's shadowed streets, where secrets lie,
Two men struck a bargain under the blackened sky.
William Burke and William Hare, with death as their trade,
Selling lifeless souls to the surgeon's blade.
(Chorus)
In the still of the night, where the lanterns don't glow,
They'd offer up lives for the gold's cold show.
A legacy of terror carved into stone,
Shadows of flesh and bone.
(Verse 2)
A knock at the door, a bottle in hand,
Lured the unwary to the promised land.
From drink to darkness, their breath grew faint,
Lives extinguished in a predator's restraint.
Bodies in the night, sold fresh and warm,
To Dr. Knox’s table, where science swarms.
The town whispered fear, but dared not know,
What horrors lay in Burke and Hare’s shadow.
(Chorus)
In the still of the night, where the lanterns don't glow,
They'd offer up lives for the gold's cold show.
A legacy of terror carved into stone,
Shadows of flesh and bone.
(Bridge)
Up the close and doon the stair,
But and ben wi' Burke and Hare.
Burke's the butcher, Hare's the thief,
Knox the boy that buys the beef.
Lead the homeless to the house,
Get them drunker than a mouse,
Smother them until they're dead,
Take them to Knox to gain some bread.
(Verse 3)
Then came Mary Docherty, their greed too bold,
A last gasp, a story that couldn't be sold.
Caught in the act, their deeds laid bare,
A city enraged, a crowd's despair.
Hare turned on Burke, the gallows prepared,
To save his own neck, his soul was spared.
But the rope found Burke, his life undone,
His body dissected under a surgeon’s sun.
(Chorus)
In the still of the night, where the lanterns don't glow,
They'd offer up lives for the gold's cold show.
A legacy of terror carved into stone,
Shadows of flesh and bone.
Outro)
Hare disappeared, his face a ghost,
A name in whispers, Scotland’s reproach.
But the tale lives on, in shadowed halls,
Where death dances, and memory calls.
The streets still shudder where their footsteps fell,
A grim reminder, a story to tell.
Of Burke and Hare, and the lives they stole,
Eternal shadows of flesh and soul.
(Coda - Spoken Word)
Up the close and doon the stair,
But and ben wi' Burke and Hare.
Burke's the butcher, Hare's the thief,
Knox the boy that buys the beef.

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(Verse 1) In Edinburgh's shadowed streets, where secrets lie, Two men struck a bargain under the blackened sky. William Burke and William Hare, with death as their trade, Selling lifeless souls to the surgeon's blade. (Chorus) In the still of the night, where the lanterns don't glow, They'd offer up lives for the gold's cold show. A legacy of terror carved into stone, Shadows of flesh and bone. (Verse 2) A knock at the door, a bottle in hand, Lured the unwary to the promised land. From drink to darkness, their breath grew faint, Lives extinguished in a predator's restraint. Bodies in the night, sold fresh and warm, To Dr. Knox’s table, where science swarms. The town whispered fear, but dared not know, What horrors lay in Burke and Hare’s shadow. (Chorus) In the still of the night, where the lanterns don't glow, They'd offer up lives for the gold's cold show. A legacy of terror carved into stone, Shadows of flesh and bone. (Bridge) Up the close and doon the stair, But and ben wi' Burke and Hare. Burke's the butcher, Hare's the thief, Knox the boy that buys the beef. Lead the homeless to the house, Get them drunker than a mouse, Smother them until they're dead, Take them to Knox to gain some bread. (Verse 3) Then came Mary Docherty, their greed too bold, A last gasp, a story that couldn't be sold. Caught in the act, their deeds laid bare, A city enraged, a crowd's despair. Hare turned on Burke, the gallows prepared, To save his own neck, his soul was spared. But the rope found Burke, his life undone, His body dissected under a surgeon’s sun. (Chorus) In the still of the night, where the lanterns don't glow, They'd offer up lives for the gold's cold show. A legacy of terror carved into stone, Shadows of flesh and bone. Outro) Hare disappeared, his face a ghost, A name in whispers, Scotland’s reproach. But the tale lives on, in shadowed halls, Where death dances, and memory calls. The streets still shudder where their footsteps fell, A grim reminder, a story to tell. Of Burke and Hare, and the lives they stole, Eternal shadows of flesh and soul. (Coda - Spoken Word) Up the close and doon the stair, But and ben wi' Burke and Hare. Burke's the butcher, Hare's the thief, Knox the boy that buys the beef.

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