Name: FLESH + BLOOD
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Description: Flesh + Blood revisite le mythe de la bête du Gévaudan en adoptant l'interprétation du serial killer loup garou avide de sang et de jeunesse...

FLESH + BLOOD

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Flesh + Blood revisite le mythe de la bête du Gévaudan en adoptant l'interprétation du serial killer loup garou avide de sang et de jeunesse...

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FLESH + BLOOD
(Musique : M.Dussaut, V.Dezon, S.Salleneuve ; Paroles et lignes chants : G.Chaveroux - 26 - 09 - 2014)

Give me your flesh
Feed my Blood
Feed from my Blood
Arise from my Mud

Dive into my bog
Drown yourself into
Our Bloody Swamp
Let the Hell Fire

From your womb
Into my mouth
Let your candelling toes
Burn my tongue

I will spread into You
Let me perseave you deepest
I will lose my soul for your pleasure
Catch my fall before you strumble

The Pack wants to kill you
I'm the Alpha and I want You
You struggle, The Mob is in fever
You will be torn to pieces
But I will devore you
Like a famished dog
I will devore you like a

Starving wolf
Starving wolf
Starving wolf
Starving wolf

The slaughter of fury is our wedding night
I'm alone deep inside
Lost in the dream of your Bloody Beauty
I need your Flesh + Blood

In a search of something more
I need your Flesh + Blood
Lost in the dream of your Bloody Beauty
I need You – I need Blood
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I don’t come to conquer your flesh tonight, O Beast
In whom are the sins of the race, nor to stir
In your foul tresses a mournful tempest
Beneath the fatal boredom my kisses pour

A heavy sleep without those dreams that creep
Under curtains alien to remorse, I ask of your bed,
Sleep you can savour after your dark deceits,
You who know more of Nothingness than the dead.

Vice - inborn nobleness - nobles less - nobles less
Marked me, like you, with its sterility,
But haunted – pale – destroyed - I flee

While that heart no tooth - of any crime
Frightened of living
Frightened of dying while
I
sleep alone.
(Stéphane Mallarmé – Distress / Angoisse revisited & mis en musique)
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I
need...
your breast of stone, your Flesh
I need your Flesh + Blood
Flesh
☩
Blood
Flesh + Blood