The Jester's Curse
and dark spanish guitar melodies; theatrical with a touch of macabre comedy, funeral doom, dramatic, comedy, medieval, horror punk, medieval horror punk with dramatic flair; driven by rattling percussion, rock, sharp hi-hats
The Jester's Curse
and dark spanish guitar melodies; theatrical with a touch of macabre comedy, funeral doom, dramatic, comedy, medieval, horror punk, medieval horror punk with dramatic flair; driven by rattling percussion, rock, sharp hi-hats
Lyrics
Verse
Blackened halls of the king's old court
Echoes crack where laughter once caught
Shadows creep long on the stone cold floor
What's that knock? Is it death at the door?
Chorus
Oh the jester's curse it rattles my bones
His grin carved deep like a funeral stone
Dance with me fool 'til the night is done
Under the moon
There's nowhere to run
Verse 2
Tattered silks and a broken lute
Mocking rhymes that cut like a brute
A crown of thorns on his tilted head
He laughs at the living
He laughs at the dead
Prechorus
Who dares laugh at the jest undone?
Who dares cry when the night's begun?
Chorus
Oh the jester's curse it rattles my bones
His grin carved deep like a funeral stone
Dance with me fool 'til the night is done
Under the moon
There's nowhere to run
Bridge
Strings hum low like a warning bell
A melody stolen from the depths of hell
Why does the jester cry? Why does he sing?
Is it joy or sorrow that his madness brings?