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Christmas Horror
Pop/Ballad • Lyricist: Monica Bergo
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Instrumentation |
Piano, Pan flute, Violin, Viola, Bass drum |
Type of score |
Full score |
Publisher |
Monica Bergo |
Language |
Italian |
Music and Christmas song composed by me
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03QFlP8JVYQ
CHRISTMAS HORROR
Open eyes
Dark night
Fear is making way
And I start to shake
Christmas is here, it's about to arrive
I'm thinking of something to avoid it
Become transparent
Or time to stop
While nothing convinces me
The answer is already here
My book a help will give me
Snake skin, ox eye
Drops of dew in my hands
a tooth of viper, a witch’s scream
round and round and everything is complete
Monsters and vampires, between fumes and vapors
Directly from the kingdom of horrors
Skeletons and demons
Mummies dilapidated
Witches on scope
and the party will be done
but it will be eccentric
of black will decorate
all my city
It will be a bit strange Christmas
For all of us
It will be my Christmas Horror
We kidnap Santa Claus and think about it all
It's all under control
It will be great
A mythical party
And you are all my guests
To this idiot table
It will be magnificent
An atypical day
And you do not have to worry
There is enough to eat
For you living on your cellphone
And just think at appear
There is no internet or bluetooth
No photos on Facebook
And if you have to say something to me
In my face you'll have to scream
No states on Whatsapp
that is not the reality here
With all the monsters that
everyone has inside
A big, dotted- tree
Everyone hangs up his sin
And the fire sweeps away
We'll do clean
And only love will remain
We use the internet with the heart
And among my monsters, it looks strange
But more humane you will look
If you're not nice or popular
Welcome to each other !!
It will be a better Christmas for all of us
It will be my Christmas Horror
A circle of protection
Against the web and its evils
No connection, no field
here will not matter to you
If the cell is discharged
You will feel out of the world
You are now in our time
Human contacts and then
You will have a face and a name
You will not have followers but friends
And we're all happier
You can tell us about your secrets and nothing will ever trap
No one will post them
no posts will appear
Down defamation
Behind the screen you are a lion
But if you meet me face to face
Then run away if I do you BOOHHH !!
It will be a special Christmas for all of us
It will be my Christmas Horror
You were expecting a nice gift
Maybe a little bit you'll hate me
But then you will realize it
That without internet
You will experience the thrill
To give up the appearance
Finding your essence
A "like" will not give you
That happiness
You will try with us dancing
At the rhythm of my strange time
It will be the most humane Christmas ever seen
It will be my Christmas Horror !!
Monica Bergo
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