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I’m actually quite happy with this one. I don’t do simple very well (all of you know I’m a wordy mf’er), but when it happens, I’m pleased with how clean it can be.
The musical style should be somewhat close to “Silent Night,” but with more of a minor key, and actually meant for a soprano sound, the classical diva you might sometimes have in a symphonic metal song. Merry Christmas Eve, all!
A NIGHT WITCH’S EVE
Silent night
Silent cold
Everyone’s sleeping
The season grows old
Silent night
Silent snow
Concealing the traces
Where night witches go
Silent night
Silent dreams
Awake and aware
Through sobs and through screams
The midnight is anything but holy
Magic pierces the sky too bright and too boldly
Silent night
Silent sighs
We place silver coins
In everyone’s eyes
Silent night
Silent snow
Concealing the traces
Where night witches go