This arrangement of Angel’s Requiem pays homage to Sympathy For The Devil by Sandie Shaw.
Listen to Angel’s Requiem by Richard Charles Stevens (Sympathetic Suite)
I’m a devil for the scent of your perfume
I’m a devil for the scent of your perfume
I’m a devil for the scent of your perfume
I’m a devil for the scent of your perfume
.
Dark angel
Please do take a seat
At my table
And pour yourself a tipple of your choice
Raise a toast
To gracious host
As maître d’
I’m favoured most
To solve the ancient riddle of your voice
.
Hello darkness
The shadows serve you well
Indeed my heaven is the hell that you propose
Hello darkness
Kiss my lips and steal my right to tell
Unto the chime of knell
Forever to disclose
.
Part your lips
Impart a kiss
That whispers where the party is
Grip my heart
And strip its bark
To frisk the barb of arteries
Bleed them dry
With evil eye
Upon the flesh
You cleave aside
Equalising no less than a masterpiece
.
Hello darkness
Seep into the cracks and fade me black
Will take far more than ranged attacks to make me blue
Deep beneath the husk
No longer torn from dawn through dusk
For I entrust these eyes without a face to you
.
Dark angel
Your thorns are my porn
Slide in the blade
While my veins are still warm
Flay me
Betray me
Sweet sister of mercy
For luck may be a lady
But she’s shady when she curtsies
.
Flay me
Betray me
Sweet sister of mercy
For luck may be a lady
But she’s shady when she curtsies
.
Death becomes
Each breath undone
To breathe my black lung white
Inviting dead of night to dress up to the ball
Sooner seal my fate
Than wait a plateful of eternities
To dine with one so tastefully unborn
.
Dark angel
In this moment
I am shadow
In thy name
The narrows of my mind
Confide of sanctified terrain
Herein
Deep in the marrow
Hallowed earth
Bids curse refrain
For nature versus nurture
Offers blessing to be gained
Herein shade
Is dearly slain
To bleed the need to breathe again
And seize the day
Dark angel
In thy name
Divine is thy eternal thirst to slake
Divine is thy eternal thirst to slake
.
My concave heart
Forevermore
My concave heart
Forevermore
My concave heart
Forevermore your tomb
.
My concave heart
Forevermore
My concave heart
Forevermore
My concave heart
Forevermore your tomb
.
No mortal coil to spoil the vista
Human foil to boil and blister
Even when the cold soil grips your corpse
Your thoughts are free
.
My heart bleeds red with fire
And crackles valiant and true
As I ride astride your chariot
Enamoured of the view
Angels and demons
Proclaim their allegiance
Of no known impedance
So whole is our truth
.
Farewell flesh
I bid you the most timely of adieu
Undressed you leave me little left to lose
My brittle bones exposed
No sticks and stones need overthrow
For their committal is my oath to quest anew
(Committal is my oath to quest anew)
.
My concave heart
Forevermore
My concave heart
Forevermore
My concave heart
Forevermore your tomb
.
My concave heart
Forevermore
My concave heart
Forevermore
My concave heart
Forevermore your tomb
.
Taste divine decay
As you replace my light with shade
While I retrace my steps to where affright last mused
Try well as I might
I cannot fear
When death’s caress is so sincere
That final breath aside
I die to seek resume
.
Hello darkness
Unacquainted solitude and gloom
For I know well of who’s done what and why to whom
Hereby my tomb is crowded room
Where slew of broken flowers bloomed
Arose composed empower to illuminate the view
And now they tower
From parched earth
To grasp the moon
.
(Moon)
They tower
From parched earth
To grasp the moon
.
They tower
From parched earth
To grasp the moon
.
Hello darkness
Put your hands around my throat and squeeze
Choke me
Grope me
Do such as you please
Need not be provoked
To drop devotedly to knees
And leave it up to your declare
The air I breathe
.
Farewell flesh
Hath ne’er been blessed so telling an adieu
Undressed I am as leisured as I’m true
The shadows serve me well
Indeed my heaven is the hell compelled unto
Through the never
To forevermore resume
Hello darkness
In whichever form you loom
I’m a devil for the scent of your perfume
I’m a devil for the scent of your perfume
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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