O Desire (Metal)
Theatrical horror metal with orchestral and vaudeville influences. Macabre yet romantic narrative tone. Mix of gothic waltz, distorted guitars, cinematic strings, and music box melodies. Dramatic vocal shifts between crooning baritone, growled/screamed sections, and call-and-response gang vocals. Includes a female vocal part for contrast in later verses. Layered choirs in chorus, carnival-style interludes with upright bass and playful brass. Alternates between 3/4 waltz timing and aggressive 4/4 metal breakdowns.
O Desire (Metal)
Theatrical horror metal with orchestral and vaudeville influences. Macabre yet romantic narrative tone. Mix of gothic waltz, distorted guitars, cinematic strings, and music box melodies. Dramatic vocal shifts between crooning baritone, growled/screamed sections, and call-and-response gang vocals. Includes a female vocal part for contrast in later verses. Layered choirs in chorus, carnival-style interludes with upright bass and playful brass. Alternates between 3/4 waltz timing and aggressive 4/4 metal breakdowns.
Lyrics
I I love your scent,
Your manner
Is so innocent.
To talk to you
I would even pay
Your rent, for a whole year.
And believe me,
I am indigent.
You remind me
Of my youth
So ill-spent
On pointless providence,
Cowardice, conformity.
But I don’t care
If it’s fantasy,
So long as the feeling
Returns to me.
You’re precisely
The inspiration
I needed,
Oh yes, oh yes!
Is it your dress,
Your hands,
Those little breasts?
Your skin,
Your hair,
All of you,
Pure resplendence!
Be my nymphet,
O masterpiece!
O desire!
O vile prurience!
I am disgusting,
A decadent,
The joys of flesh
Are by far the best.
I am old and have long
Concluded this.
A night with you
Would be more than worth
A fortnight in the pen.
It tingles the crotch.
What do you like to watch?
I’d endure it all.
To touch your cheek
I would even drive
You to the mall.
Go ahead,
Max out my card!
But let us please be
For my quasi-senility
Each other’s projection.
I’d be your Pah-pah,
And you’d be like God
Breathing life into
My erection.
O desire!
O vile prurience!
I am disgusting,
A decadent,
The joys of flesh
Are by far the best.
I am old and have long
Concluded this.
A night with you
Would be more than worth
A fortnight in the pen.
A Fortnite in the Pen
Outro
I went through
All kinds of crap.
Through all kinds of crazy crap.
Let me tell ya,
You won’t even believe me.
If anyone knew how it was,
You’d have a different perception.
My father, a respectable chess hack,
And black,
My mom,
Let’s not get into that.
I had to reinvent myself
Real fast.
Had to reinvent me.
Who was Andrew?
My intelligence, a blend
Of common sense and Machiavelli.
Andrew.
Tate.
Never.
Master bate.
Make her
Your Slave
Delegate.
Yeah, Tate.
Make her
Your slave.
Don’t master bate.
Delegate.
Delegate.
Ask questions later.
I became a kickboxer.
The end.
Andrew.
Tate.
Never.
Master bate.
Make her
Your Slave
Delegate.
Yeah, Tate.
Make her
Your slave.
Don’t master bate.
Delegate.
Delegate.
Ask questions later.