The Noir Players - The Vampire

 We're back to Halloween time, as The Noir Players have a new recording, this time dealing with vampires. There's no doubt this is a full orchestra group as we get an extended introduction before the song itself begins. Their recordings amount to mini symphonic cantatas that always deal with morbid subjects. Honestly, sometimes they come off as rather corny, but this doesn't seem to bother the leaders of the group. 

So for those of you who enjoy their excursions, we present their latest: The Vampire

Some say they are but a myth
A figment of the imagination.
But where there is a myth,
There is an underlying consideration.

Within every myth, there is something concrete
That has been expanded out of proportion
To the basic truth that lies there,
A most unsettling emotion.

Are vampires of this earth?
Are they real, a tangible being?
Or are they merely a product,
Of a night of horrible dreaming?

Because of the modern world's depictions,
They don a mask of sexuality
Males suave and debonair,
Women beautiful and predatory

But in folklore, they are far from that.
Their ghastly form attacking all.
From full grown adults,
To children so very small.

Do they really travel in different forms?
Looking for their next victim?
Seeking another blood feast,
A meal that's fit for him.

Vampires exist in the sense
That they inhabit our unconsciousness
A representation of ancient fears
Of a death of violence and bloodlessness

With our corpses completely bled out
And dead for eternity
It is what so many are afraid of
A death for all eternity!

So belief in the myths of the past
Run underneath all our desires
Going back years and eons
To feed the myth.... of the vampires!

As it is with the blood sucking myths
Goes with the rest of man kind's story
With parts of it hard to comprehend
That is sick, tragic, and gory!

Imagine, an attack from a vampire,
Taken from the folklore of many
Asleep in bed, they attack to be fed
And leave your bloodless body.

But there is something carries over
From their vicious blood drinking
Your soul is commandeered,
Your self-determination is shrinking!

You have become a vampire, like them.
And after a while, you feel a hunger
And you too go off to feed,
And tear lives and souls...asunder!