Sanjo

Greetings world my name is Sanjo

I sit alone and play my Banjo

Myself I dress and tie my shoes

No friend in sight, I have the blues

I sing and play of childhood years

my gloomy nights of loss and fears

and when I open my mother's letter

I often find I'm feeling better

So here's a tune for you to hear

the one of love to shed my tear!

The Circus (Part 1)

I shout with glee, oh come with me !

to meet my home of liberty,

come forth embrace, and trust this face

that beams with love to share this place

Vision of gates, and there a clown

who greets me with his childlike frown

I shook his hand and kissed him sweet

and there appeared my special treat

Oh Mr Clown, you have by far

the coolest feet that are ajar

you've lured my mind, it's in a trance

the need to move my feet and dance

Alas I see, the shining stage !

longing to sense his silent rage

beneath his humour, appearing bright

my Mr Clown is full of fright !

Then open sparks set him on fire

His silent voice becomes his choir

We all let out our fits of laughter

and wonder what is coming after !

(To be continued in Part 2)

Waking Bells

Awake oh corpse that weeps & sleeps
your tomb is cracked by tunes of peace
the waking bells that make those sounds,
ding dong ding can u hear them ring ?
for they chime for you, they dance & sing for you
melody for you, create a song for you.

With opened graves to form their shells
at last to leave their wicked wells
I hear the giggling of sacred bones
to leave behind their wicked homes
the waking bells that make those sounds,
ding dong ding can u hear them ring ?

Through the foggy mist of eery night
i see them distant my souls delight
and as I howl beneath my moon
the corpse that dance is come real soon
the waking bells that make those sounds
ding dong ding can u hear them ring ?

The waking bells have sung their trance
and dancing corpse have made romance
their clashing bones with evil laughter
to dance with me forever after !
the waking bells that make those sounds
ding dong ding can u hear them ring ?

Bastard Bull

Greetings bull, look at your eye
It's on the floor you ask me why ?
you mock at her & walk away
come here you pig and let me say
that gruntful noise that brings us here
that dreaded room, the one i fear
& when she screamed i hurt inside
i shook & moaned & begged to hide
at last you've stopped, you've done your chore
you calmly walk outside the door
a little child a mother bruised
you coward man, those fists you used
the night she lay so bruised in bed
her silence spoke, her soul was dead
my plot to kill for peace of mind
was looking good, my rage inside
You poke & prod & dare to pull
I hope you die you bastard bull !

Vampire

Will i kill to meet my need ?
a starving soul that lives to feed
the darkness leads me to my chore
voices of flesh to clasp my core.

And as i slither unto my prey
with hungry rays i do convey
seducing eyes to bring one near
to feed the lies they must adhere.

Immortal Creature
Nocturnal killer
in search of blood !

Thunder strikes, almighty bangs
i tilted back and showed my fangs
ah, taste of blood sweats through my pores
inject to feed, my prey it roars

Night is drifting, and soon the sun
to show it's beams & rot this fun
fly oh creature, save them for more
your coffin yearns to close it's door.

A Prowling Villain
The Urban Legend
in search of blood !