Song Lyric Sunday: Disturbing!

Jim Adams

Well here we are it’s Sunday again and time again for Jim Adams. I am late but I have a pass from my dear departed mum.

So it’s August 15, 2021 and our prompts for Song Lyric Sunday are – Nightmare, Danger, Terror,Fear And Horror.

My first choice is Nightmare by Halsey, you may as why I chose such a recent song, well I do live lyrics and in a weird way this song speaks of how I often feel even now.

Nightmare” is a song by American singer Halsey. It was released as a single on May 17, 2019 and was sent to top 40 radio on May 21, 2019 through Capitol Records. The song was written by Halsey along with its producers Benny Blanco, Cashmere Cat, and Happy Perez. The music video, directed by Hannah Lux Davis, accompanied its release the same day.

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Next up it has to be Dangerous by David Guetta featuring Sam Mark. Guetta’s fabulous creation so complimented by Sam Martin’s voice, what not to love? Plus a Si Fi video to die forđź’ś

Dangerous” is a song by French music producer David Guetta released as the second single from his sixth studio album, Listen. It features vocals by American singer and songwriter Sam Martin. It was released as a digital download on 6 October 2014. Both artists co-wrote and co-produced the song with Giorgio Tuinfort and Jason Evigan, with additional writing from Lindy Robbins. A remix featuring Trey SongzChris Brown, and Martin was released on 9 January 2015.

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“Your my my courage when I worry in the deep of night”…we all know that feeling don’t we. Again I find myself drawn to group and the only reason is they sound so good! So that’s why I picked the Afters again.

The Afters are an American Christianpop rock band founded by Joshua Havens and Matt Fuqua. Havens and Fuqua first worked together in a Starbucks coffee shop in Mesquite, Texas, where they played for customers, before deciding to form a band. They were initially joined by Brad Wigg from the same Starbucks, and drummer Michael Burden and performed under the name Blisse. When Burden left the band Marc Dodd, from the Mesquite Starbucks, stepped in. Their song “Never Going Back to OK” was the most-played song on R&R magazine’sChristian CHR chart for 2008.

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With such Night terror prompts I had to include The Eye of The needle by Sia…. No one expresses the night terrors better

Eye of the Needle” is a song recorded by Australian recording artist Sia for her sixth studio album, 1000 Forms of Fear (2014). The song was released on 3 June 2014 as a promotional single by Inertia in Australia and Monkey Puzzle and RCA Records globally. It appeared on record charts of Australia, France and the United Kingdom.

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Of course I saved the best until last….no one does it better than Kate Bush….(well perhaps Immi) with Hammer Horror. It’s wonderful lyrics and video….it so beautifully hammy!

Hammer Horror” was Kate Bush‘s fourth single release and first single from her second album Lionheart. It was released on 27 October 1978. Following the top ten success of her first two singles, the song charted at a much lower No. 44 on the UK Singles Chart. The parent album, released a few weeks later, was unaffected and charted in the top 10. “Hammer Horror” proved to be a temporary blip, for Bush’s next single returned her to the top 20. In other countries it fared better, such as Ireland, where it reached No. 10. In Australia, Kate Bush devised the dance routine for the song in her Melbourne hotel room, and performed the song on the television show Countdown.

The song references Hammer Films, a company specializing in horror movies. However, Bush conceived of the song after viewing the film Man of a Thousand Faces, a biographical film – not produced by Hammer – about Lon Chaney starring James Cagney. “The song was inspired by seeing James Cagney playing the part of Lon Chaney playing the hunchback”, Bush stated in 1979. “He was an actor in an actor in an actor, rather like Chinese boxes, and that’s what I was trying to create.” The story of the song concerns an actor who gets thrust into the lead role of The Hunchback of Notre Dame after the original actor dies in an accident on the film set. The guilt-ridden narrator of the song ends up being haunted by the ghost of the jealous original actor, who was a former friend. A promotional video was made for the single featuring Bush and a black-masked dancer performing the song against a black background.

Information on this post from Wikipedia

Everything else said is from me!

Well I know I am late but it’s a busy day today, better than a fear filled night though! Here is one of my night horror poems .

NIGHT HORRORS.

image from here

When sleep deserts you reason is not far behind.

Panic moves in and is far from kind.

With sanity fleeing, taking sense in its path

It feels like a car crash’s bad aftermath!

 Darkness creeps and confusion reins

You can smell the fear like dirty drains.

Open a window and breathe in the night

Calm yourself now there is no need for flight.

 Look up to the stars they are laughing at you

They’ve seen night horrors before so it’s nothing is new.

The moon and the stars burn with ancient light

Oblivious of you with no care for your plight.

 The night is an abandoned tunnel damp and dark.

Shadowy and cold echoing to the sound of a vicious dog’s bark.

The climb is steep and narrow there is no rest

You slip and stumble blindly hoping for the best.

 Where is the comfort where is the light

When will there be an end to this endless night.

© willowdot21. 2011

Happy Sunday everyone.đź’śđź’ś

Twittering Tales #105 –  9 October 2018

This is my entry for Kat Myrman of Like Murcury Colliding Twittering Tales

Photo by Matt Artz at Unsplash

Nightmare

It was the same nightmare that he’d had for years. He’d arrive at work and not only had the office and carpark gone. In their place, among the weeds were five desks and five typewriters. He pinched himself on the arm as Dr Capaldy had suggested. But this time he didn’t wake up.

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Empty House Nonet : Day 8 Nano Poblano

Silence creeps around  the old  dark house

All quiet, quiet as a mouse .

Suddenly bang goes the door

Louder than ever before.

It was the north wind

Rushing right through

Dancing leaves

Lifted

High.

FanFoFeb : Monster under the bed.

Sitting under the bed watching and  judging me

Why do I do this what is the point, is there a reason

My nails scratch my back till it bleeds, it’s for no one else to see

I scratch till I bleed, it helps me cope with what is wrong.

 

I am  worthless I am useless and  very  stupid.

Go on says the monster, scratch your back or your arms or even your legs

Do it now go on deeper watch the blood flow just make sure the scars are hid!

Rip your pain out, guts and gore, you are worth nothing. No more than the dregs!

 

I can no longer fight you monster under the bed.

You have worn me down I feel so worthless.

Yes  you have won, I am convinced you have entered my head!

I can no longer fight, no longer  repel, here I am ready  for your viscous  caress!

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How Long

How long have I been running I just do not know, across this dark landscape that I hate so. Is there an end in sight will the fear leave me and will there at the end be light.

I reach the edge of a huge corn field the corn is high and the ears move in the wind they sway and wield. Dare I run dare I move. Will I ever find a balm my soul to sooth.

Crouching in the long grass by the stream I pray and pray I shall wake one day and find this has all been a dream. Once again I hear the approach of the dark soul who on my mind does encroach.

Too late I up and run I feel his hot breath at my back I enter the corn  and I dash  to the light but speed I lack. I feel his nails scratching at me my legs like lead will not carry me. I see the light but it moves away too far too far he mockingly says.

I fall hard and dash my knee too late too late he is upon me.Fear is closing up my throat he has me now I can see his eyes gloat. Just when I can take no more my mind gives out and I fall into the black as I have a thousand times before.

I awake and all is quiet I pull myself up and immediately feel the need for flight.  How long have I been running I just do not know, across this dark landscape that I hate so.

 

 

 

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