Notre Dame - Nightmare Before Christmas
Original Version LP Version 1. When You Wish Upon A Star... 0:41 1. When You Wish Upon A Star... 0:41 2. Frost 7:57 2. Frost 7:57 3. Le Nostradamus de Notre Epoqué 4:00 3. Le Nostradamus de Notre Epoqué 4:00 4. A Scrooge Tale 4:10 4. A Scrooge Tale 4:10 5. Black Birthday (Hip Hip Hooray) 4:15 5. Black Birthday (Hip Hip Hooray) 4:15 6. X-Masquerade 5:07 6. X-Masquerade 5:07 7. 1999 6:14 7. 1999 6:14 8. Summing up our prophet's bookshelves of predictions in one word: Doom 4:52 8. Summing up our prophet's bookshelves of predictions in one word: Doom 4:52 total time 37:16 total time 37:16
1. X-Masquerade "They broke an old tradition, because the new millennium rearranged a celebration they all enjoyed, yet there's a costume contest Who'd draw the ace this christmasquerade remained mysterious best disguise would be announced when the clock strikes twelve and then dis-masque at midnight. Roll out the blood-red carpet, champagne and cheers and fireworks, very soon we reach the climax, count-down begins drum-roll! And the winner is... that man disguised as the Devil himself The red horn-clad demon complete with tail and cloven hoof devil-man you're so authentic, all shouted; reveal yourself! They had their life's surprise there... or should I say their death's Half-drowned, had drained a vineyard, One still pronounced unwillingness as they tried to strip the winner all hell broke loose! He'd crush the crystal ballroom... chandeliers fell into a flaming inferno the old mansion burnt to the ground on the very first day of the year 2000, preview to a new hellenium, all the ninety party-goers is but a charred memorium, all ninety... all except One" 2. Doom A funeral procession encircles the globe, reflecting the tragic signs how black is the planet in 2001, we burn the electric sun Monsieur Nostradamus, a king or a clown, but still he wrote history Our age has been written, foreseen and foretold god knows we've been awaiting... the Old Is this a new dawn then? - No it is the beginning of the end see birds fall from the skies I've seen it in New York, Paris and in Rome it all seems so crystal clear now - Doom 3. Black Birthday (Hip Hip Hooray) Surprise! Help me blow out the candles? - isn't that what you meant who brings the nicest presents gets my dead presidents don't wish me happy birthday - don't wish me happy birthday yes, I know what you're up to - you scavengers! Hip Hip Hooray! Put in a special paragraph in my testament everything goes to charity, in case of an accident don't wish me happy birthday - I am not happy! Watch it, is that a bowie knife to cut the cake Hip Hip Hooray "for he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow that nobody can deny" die, die, die! 4. Frost Enchanted I'd seek thee I froze in front of these carefully carved sculptures. As if by a magic stroke with a bite so cold it burns on nightfall I saw - Frost Afraid the blood would freeze my veins I began roaming towards the gates when a magical blizzard will drop the swirl that surrounds me and then as I looked up - Frost 5. Frost (The Whole Story) ...and as I was following the trail of blood in the snow, it led me further and further into a forest, that seemed to be beckoning me. The winterland stretched out like some painting by John Bauer where the mist of morning lay thick among the trees creating a vibe so magical it felt as if I had stepped right into a saga. Determined as I was to find my furry companion I kept walking without fear, ironically without whom I wouldn't normally have dared to walk this deep into an unknown forest, but the great whiteness came across as pure as innocent, not a bit frightening or threatening - I was seduced. Every now and then soft whiffs of wind blew and from branches, powder-snow gently was falling, amongst the treetops thousands of icecycles played their tinsel tingling music. Though he seemed to have ran out of blood I followed his limping footprints through the untouched snow, it seemed that no living thing had set its foot on this place for thousand years, a place this beautiful couldn't possibly possess anything evil.............. it's funny what a little snow can do I must have walked for hours when I finally came to a mountainside at the end of the enchanted forest. The traces now led into a crevice and through a narrow pathway, all the time I was thinking of my furry four-legged friend and it wasn't until I was totally engulfed by the white light that I became aware of the striking similarities with what many claim happens when we die, when our disembodied spirit enters the land of the dead. As the mist scattered from my snowblind eyes I saw that in a glade I was standing staring out over a beautifully snowclad valley down below. The silence was deafening, the greenish mass of ice-cycles reached all the way up and looked as if they were attached to the sky itself, raindrops were hanging like crystals in the air as if time stopped and them froze while they were falling, it was like seeing the world through frosted glass and I imagine this is what he had in mind when he invented the expression "when hell is freezing over". At first I thought the blood would freeze in my veins but after awhile I adapted so well the chilling bite began to feel like it was burning, by and by I removed my clothes as I went along. Just a stone's toss inside the entrance his foot-prints suddenly disappeared, as if he had been given wings I looked up and saw I was standing in front of a gate so gigantic it dwarfed the two mighty statues of ice standing on each side. In the sort of dream-like state I was I didn't stop to marvel at what it was I just passed by between the two frost bitten guards and into the garden. Freely and without fear I wandered amongst an abundance of icy sculptures so carefully carved they looked human, there was a grotesque sculpture of a man standing on his knees with both his arms raised overhead, you could tell by looking at his tormented face that he was screaming his lungs out. Behind him stood a mother and her two children, whom she sheltered with her bare body. I let my fingers run over the sad face of an old man, every wrinkle was perfect and so was the tears. The whole bizarre scenery reminded me of an oft-told tale when I was a child where an entire village was turned into stone, could this be, it was the different but yet the same. I literally froze in front of a sculpture of a naked young woman who seemed to be smiling, fascinated I sat in my own thoughts and didn't notice the roar that quickly grew in the distance. When I turned around it was like the nightfall had already fallen, I began running as fast as my legs could bare me but it was too late the approaching blizzard was already over me and I got sucked into the whirl, the snow covered every inch of my body, I tried to scream but the whirling avalanche came down through my mouth and nostrils and filled my lungs. I knew now what had really happened here and that I would soon become an ice-sculpture myself. When I stopped fighting it and gave in a wonderful warmth washed over me and the closest thing I can think of when describing it, is an orgasm... I died with a smile on my lips 6. A Scrooge Tale Dear father x-mas your name is on my list I make you an offer you can't resist - Scrooge Bring in the big guns, oh see! it's raining deers I've been a real bad boy this year - Scrooge A giant shadow re-emerges with scythe in hand who is the reaper with the snow-white tan - Scrooge repeating nightmares, he comes, he sows, he reaps The Christmas spirit haunts me in my sleep - Scrooge At every corner there's a beggar in a beard who wants my money every god damn year... expectant children terrorizing with their whine "Jinglebells, jinglebells" oh shut the X and shove these Christmas carols where the sun don't shine! 7. Le Nostradamus De Notre Epoqué Like Nostradamus I foresee - a world of pain and misery I'm Notre Damus from Paris - sightseer, hear it's elegy save me, save me According to what he saw those centuries ago the entire world will blow up... eventually it's not that he's been right before, but a fool can see the signs saw war, a black planet in 1999 Today! I thought it over, why should I waste my mind/time - it's over I see neo-holocaust, world war III rage across/crush Europeople he predicted the French revolution and I see the second coming I've seen the dark megalomaniac, his name is xxx boy, there's black clouds on our horizon. We can build ourselves rockets but we can't escape our destiny, our destiny Today! I saw it over, why should I waste my time - it's over Today! I thought it over, why should I waste my my mind - it's over 8. 1999 Behold the king of terror as he rises like a sun, a fitting tribute to the new and dark and millennium, resurrected the Anti-Christ because he knows the time is short... The dark prophetic poéms has been accurate before, Napoleon and Hitler, now the current third world war All figures, names and numbers - everything turns upside down... 1999 - the true believers claim it is the year we all shall die 1999 - an united group of sceptics says they're all way out of line somewhere in a hospital a newborn was swapped A small miscalculation where the month was missed with one, the seventh son of seven overshadowed the August sun The countdown has begun, it's the beginning of the end... 1999 - the mass of misled mongers couldn't read between the lines 1999 - when Charon takes his ferry across the seven seas of rhye 1999 - why! 1999 - a wake up call, we got to kill the monster while it's small 1999 - if we cannot heed the warning, then at least we can recall 1999 - the words of Nostradamus will accordingly... fall into oblivium while he is uprising with strength wins the peoples immovable trust then takes us by the hand on a walk to the ends of the earth Lyrics in plain text format