Have you ever felt anything for a stranger
that took a look inside your head through your eyes
and stayed there forever ?
What about leaving town at night with your eyes closed down
to a place you never ever been before.
You hear the thunder calling and you wake up at the door.
You’re just another fool, a victim of love.
Hear the voices in the alley ? They are lying to you.
They lie about how rituals and all of this
will never be coming true.
It would if you knew how to.
Just like the insects in the attics of your acestors’ houses
in the darkness you are crawling, laying down broken hearted,
cursing the one who put a spell on you.
Just another fool, a victim of love.
from Folklore Noir,
released January 6, 2015
Music and lyrics by The Maggoty Brats