The Tone Of The String

A lonely violin breaks the misty night In the graveyard of the damned
I play for them each night
To keep them in their graves
Or they would terrify the land

The tone of the string keeps them resting
The sad melody shuts their eyes

A lonely violin, a master's hand has made
A special purpose in design
Vibrations natural and spectral are the same
The dead can hear this when its played

In the pouring rain I must play or they will rise
And they will tear and they will feast with deadly might
The fear with which I draw the bow back
Fuels a passion in my soul Let music flow
The only way to meet their price is with my hands A composition
Life and death, the bargain stands
The fear with which I draw the bow back Creative flame starts to glow
Let music flow

A lonely violin is all that really stands, between the realms of hell and man
You might curse your fate, performing such as I
The silent audience is mine

Pray that they stay closed
Play that they stay closed



Credits
Writer(s): Eddie Vitolo
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