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Oh Mister Emory

 

Oh Mister Emory

(album: Macabre Musique, Vol. 2 - 2018)


Oh gather round here
This news you must hear
A warning death knell
Whimsical though, may it keep you well
Beyond the oak tree
They're moving silently
Pray never go there
Lest we recall that regrettable affair

Oh Mr. Emory a sad, sad one
A jack of many but an ace of none
Oh Mr. Emory your plan was flawed
You reap what you sow when you try to play God

Set us free, oh set us free
The cursed art of Emory
You're hurting us but you can't see
Until the sword is turned on thee

We're coming, yes we're coming
We're breaking through the walls
We're coming, yes we're coming
Birthed in the fire of this cursed hall

For years he did stray
In lands so far away
But he returned again
And that's when the mischief all began
He seemed much older
Spirits grew colder
A strange new power
Fell in his hands and the praise he did devour

Oh Mr. Emory a sad, sad start
You gained such riches but you lost your heart
Oh Mr. Emory your craft you abuse
The lives you create are the ones you set loose

Set us free, oh set us free
The cursed art of Emory
You're hurting us but you can't see
Until the sword is turned on thee

We're coming, yes we're coming
We're breaking through the walls
We're coming, yes we're coming
Birthed in the fire of this cursed hall

He was drunk with power, you see? He had gained the ability to create life! Anything he drew with that cursed stick would spring into creation upon that very surface. Such an amazing gift! But he abused it. He tortured those creations. And one day he paid for it. A door was drawn, and they all came spilling through. Rumors have it, they're still lurking about even today. How do I know all this? Hahaha, take a closer look...

Set us free, oh set us free
The cursed art of Emory
You're hurting us but you can't see
Until the sword is turned on thee

We're coming, yes we're coming
We're breaking through the walls
We're coming, yes we're coming
Birthed in the fire of this cursed hall

We're coming, yes we're coming
We're breaking through the walls
We're coming, yes we're coming
Born in the flames that released us all

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