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