Giallo (live)

The next song is called Giallo

Giallo is yellow in Italian

It’s from pulp harobox

The colour of pulp harobox

And it’s a genre of a seventies, eighties Italian stylized horror films that always were quite

If you’re a film bug, you’ll know what a Giallo is

Usually by someone like Daria Agento or Mario Barba or someone like that

They’re very highly stylized and very erotic and operatic

And very violent as well

Very bloody

So lets do a little genre

I dreamed that on the day I killed you

I pulled on my black leather gloves

I drew the kitchen knife across you

And hung you up with dancing doves

And paralyzing poison slowly

Takes its toll upon the nerves

If only I could find the courage

If only I could find the words

Extravaganza death awaits you

In loud crescendos

They won’t hear a sound of

Opera music wheeping, lit by candles

And white dove feathers on the ground

As I drew my knife across you

A marble throw that’s ringed in pearls

Now pink with blood

I sculptures melting

And sing these chanting Latin words

And in the night thoughts come to haunt us

I dream of places in the dark

Overthrown with a bitter magic

But lace with a maestro’s arm

On the mirror in the bathroom

My name there in the scarlet dye

But I know they’ll never catch me

I’ll be gone with your last sigh

For haunted by the thoughts that stalk us

They slowly creep upon us in the night

Escaping from the shadows where their hiding

A place where all our demons fight

Behind our eyes we keep our secrets hidden

But they are there for all to see

Now I’m waiting for the dead hour

When your byes have come for me

So keep your demons locked within you

Lack them safely from the world

Keep your demons locked within you

Lack them safely from the world

So keep your demons locked within you