The Black Weddings | Story / Song - #OtBHorrorOctober |
Love can be wonderful, tender, fill you with all the happiness possible
and more, if you love someone you're entitled to unlimited.
But there are sometimes loves that go beyond rational limits. Swinging on the pendulum of madness and sanity.
There are stories with so few lines can get a rich variety of feelings, from the first to the last print may change when you listen closely. The first time I heard this song, I got chills, could anyone love to that degree?
Hear the story that told me one day
An old undertaker in the county
He was a lover of unholy luck The reaper, her sweet well snatched
Every night, he going to the cemetery To visit the tomb of his beautiful love People whispered mysteriously It is a dead escaped the pit
In a horrendous night , He shattered The marble tomb abandoned Dig the dirt was carried in his arms The rigid skeleton of your beloved
And there in the dark rather than dark From a funeral to the uncertain candle flame He sat beside her cold bones And I celebrate their weddings with dead
He tied the bare bones with ribbons The flower crowned the skull stiff The ugly mouth full of kisses And he told his loves smiling
He drove to the bride at fluffy thalamus And he lay down behind with her, in love with her And forever, he fell asleep Embraced to the rigid skeleton.
Love is a feeling so strong that can make you fall into madness,
or maybe even want to stay in the hereafter with the beloved.
And you, what kind of love these days prefer, horror, spooky or just normal?