The Noir Players - Death In Winter

 There's not much we can say about The Noir Players, except it is a full orchestra that performs mini- operas dealing with the strange and morbid.  Their latest follows the trend for them; a song about death. The lyrics say it all.

 Didn't leave in summer with sun bright 

Not in autumn with short'ning day 

Spring wasn't the time, with sun aglow, 

But it was in the winter...... 

The long...cold...stark...shivering winter. 

 

 I knew that it would happen then. 

No way to defend, or prevent it. 

Resources had been depleted, 

Efficiently death has defeated, all efforts.

It is the end of a being, and 

all the dreaming we had. 

 

 I believed that it would never end.

 But there was nothing left. 

Our love was so strong, 

 I thought it'd last forever! 

All things of us are gone 

with the stillness of love no more. 

 Love did not conquer all, 

The end of it........... I feel so black 

 No one can talk to me and tell, 

It is not the end of me as well.

 

 I twist and turn in nightmares 

Dreamt while awake! 

Thoughts are tortured and bloody, 

Like a thirst that can’t be slaked!

 I try to keep away thoughts of a lost love, 

But they haunt me, the life I once knew taunts me! 

Is there nothing left? Will it be the theft of my own life? 

 

 I feel the frigid, bony hands upon me. 

Chilling cold settling deep into my body. 

I can see the clouds of my icy breath turn a sickly green, 

I lay stagnating in my bed. 

Frigid bony fingers.... creep into me. 

Cold settles... deep into... me. 

The mist of my icy breath turns green, 

I lay stagnating in my bed. 

The worst fear.....that passes through my fleeting sanity.....

is that my soul... is freezing to death.......while my life......goes on........