Gothic Blonde - Original Lyrics and Compositions by Johanez Johnston
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The Gothic Blondes
Lead Guitar, Piano, Cello - Johanez
Synthesizers & Keyboards - Azrielle
Drums & Percussion - Holly
Violin, Reeds & Bagpipes - Madeline
Grand Piano & additional Keyboards - HeiRan
Children of the Night
Into the madness of my own despair.
My life in tatters, beyond repair.
Cold wind cuts the alley,
Hearts beating in the dark…
And we're all blinded by an arc.
We move together as if we're one.
Sacrificed it all, now we are done.
Racing against the night...
Seeking truths, instead of the lies.
Finding only solace in the skies.
We waited as the moon rained silvery light,
Lost in thought, these children of the night.
Even into the threat of a blood moon's sky...
We only cast shadows, against the raging fire.
These times of naught, these times so dire.
Whispers crawl, curling smoke beneath the ridge.
Creaking from footfalls across the bridge.
The night calls out bold truths...
Into lost chambers under shattered roofs.
The silence only grows, it is our proof.
We waited as the moon rained silvery light,
Lost in thought, these children of the night.
Even into the threat of a blood moon's sky...
We only cast shadows, against the raging fire.
These times of naught, these times so dire.
No dawn, no spark, no saving grace…
Hearts beating, a flash upon our face.
The fire climbs, the shadows flee…
Yet still we stand, still breathing free.
One pulse, one vow... we will not leave.
We have nothing left, only stolen pride.
Racing the sunrise and against the tide.
Winds of change, now gale-force strong...
Taking back what we can, right the wrong.
Just a liar's breath from lost truth...
We waited as the moon rained silvery light,
Lost in thought, these children of the night.
Even into the threat of a blood moon's sky...
We only cast shadows, against the raging fire.
These times of naught, these times so dire.
Cold wind cuts the alley…
(Children of the night)
Hearts beating in the dark…
(Children of the night)
And we’re all blinded by an arc.
We waited as the moon rained silvery light,
(Children of the night)
Lost in thought, these children of the night.
(Children of the night)
Even into the threat of a blood moon’s sky…
(Children of the night)
We only cast shadows against the raging fire.
(Children of the night)
These times of naught…
These times so dire…
One last heartbeat—then silence.
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