i love how this kind of gives off "stereotypical musical" in some parts, it so appeals to the theatre kid...

Ragnarok II - The Calling - The Bifrost Incident - The Mechanisms

CW: Death (brief mention), Dementophobia, Gaslighting, Paranoia-inducing, Self-harm (brief mention), Surreal, Unreality

LYRICS:

Could it be I have a guest? Well come right in
Welcome to the foyer of The Distortion
Escher never build a place so non-euclidean
Abandon reason, rhyme, and any satisfact...tory endings at the door.

The calmest and most sensible have tread my trying halls
Still my mazes drove their frantic skulls against my walls
Join their giddy gibbering, their sharp hysteric calls,
How long will it be until your towering logic fa...lters and tumbles down
 
Yesterday will come next week
Fish will swim on Everest’s peak
Lies will carve your epitaph
What can’t be will watch and…giggle
Fibonacci shells with the ratio gone wild 
Spiraling forever, ever, never recon...figured into meaning
I am rich with fractal fiction
Fact is sculpted at my will
Reality is gleefully
So effortless to…shape

I create the loopholes in each one of nature’s laws
Millions of abstractions spring from every concrete clause
Constants are so boring, rationale give me the blahs
I prefer unhinged effects for which there is no…explanation
 
I’m the syncopation that’ll send your life off beat
I’m the doubts your malleable mind plays on repeat
Sanity’s a losing game and I know how to cheat
You’ll forget you ever knew a life without dec—

Could it be I have a guest? Well come right in
Welcome to the foyer of The Distortion
Escher never build a place so non-euclidean
Abandon reason, rhyme, and any satisfact...tory endings at the door
 
No, I’m sure I haven’t said that before
 
False is true and real is fake
Are you dreaming or awake?
Travel to incongruous lands
Snarl the truth with bony…fingers 
Reach the final number in a terminable pi
Tell good old Pythagoras, his theorem is a…miscalculation
I am rich with fractal fiction
Fact is sculpted at my will
Reality is gleefully
So effortless to…twist

~~~ For my process, and thoughts on the song go to my Youtube - they allow longer descriptions there ~~~

Music of the Fears

12. Knock-A-Door Fun - A Song for The Spiral

CW: Addiction (implied), Blood (brief mention), Death, Derogatory language, Hunting, Murder, Paranoia-inducing, Police brutality (implied), Stalking 

LYRICS:

There
In the clearing
Or the alley
Or a head in the crowd over 
There
Unprotected
Separated 
From the pack, as an ideal
Mark
How their pulse pounds
In their soft neck
Smell the fear in the air as they
Tense
Hold your focus
Keep your balance
Bare your teeth and your claws and then:

Strike
Let all civilized thought drop away
Submit to the instincts of yesterday
Hear the primal command of creation
And obey:
It’s fight or fly, kill or die
Prove you are not prey
Find another to slay

There
Was that pity?
Hesitation?
They turn tail and there’s new prey to
Track
Through the nightfall
Through the dawn break
Through the days, eager only to
Chase
The dissemblers
Guilty cowards
The contemptible scum beneath 
You
Are not like them
Will not falter
You’re a predator ready to

CHORUS

There
Sometimes sleeping
Sometimes crying
Sometimes famished as you are to
Feed
On the anguish
On the terror
On the savage unmatchable 
High
Of the bloodlust
Of the challenge
The implacable impulse to 
Act
The detective
Or protector
Or as vengeance incarnate and

CHORUS

There
In their fortress
Flaunting safety
So determined to keep their hands 
Clean
Every hideout
Every refuge
Leave them nothing and nowhere to
Run
Feel your lungs burn
And your feet bleed
But to stop would deny you the
Hunt
The smooth talkers
The mute monsters
Beat the dangerous game when you

CHORUS

And another (x4)
Another to slay

~~~ For my process, and thoughts on the song go to my Youtube - they allow longer descriptions there ~~~

10. The Primal Command of Creation - A Song for The Hunt

CW: Addiction (brief mention), Arachnophobia/spiders, Manipulation, Paranoia-inducing
SPOILERS for season 5 in lyrics

LYRICS:

We of Mother’s busy ilk
Weave heartstrings as well as silk 
Little tugs so keen and deft
Bind our warp unto your weft
Strands hung disparately to start
We join into works of art
Arcane knots a spider ties
Can’t be understood by flies

Skitter you children of Machiavelli, the Florentine master of marionettes
Hint at your varied implied machinations in only the vaguest of false silhouettes 
Follow the precepts of cunning Anansi: spin tales so mesmeric that none are immune
Thread made of flattery oft goes unnoticed ‘til after your quarry’s within their cocoon
Laud the provocative wiles of Jorōgumo, a fatal addiction her victims adore
Though they are warned of her gossamer ribbons, they disregard danger and come back for more
Kneel before mythical mutant Arachne, whose tapestry ended where webbing began
Thousands of years painted her as one punished but maybe that change was all part of her plan

‘Will you walk into my parlour?’, said the Spider to the Eye
And he sat there for a little, never thinking to ask why.
As the storied spools wound round him he recorded what he knew  
But his burden felt no lighter as his field of vision grew 
Only now is he beginning to clear cobwebs from his mind
And Behold the simulation with which he is intertwined
A world of his own making in an ever-witnessed state
Where the audience waits eagerly for him to meet his fate.

~~~ For my process, and thoughts on the song go to my Youtube - they allow longer descriptions there ~~~

8. Arcane Knots - A Song for The Web

CW: Animal death (pigs, livestock), Blood, Body hatred, Body horror, Bone trauma/removal, Cannibalism, Death, Dysmorphia, Eating disorders/ED, Fatphobia, Flaying/Skinning, Graphic Gore, Hemophobia, Murder 

LYRICS:

First a stone, then a blade     
Then a rubber-tongued mouth where the livestock are laid 
First it grinds, then it chops     
And the stunned victims quake as the guillotine drops  
First a few, then they spread     
Soon there’s billions of beasts being butchered and bled 
         
Be they human, be they swine,     
They’ll be riven and reaped on the production line  
With so many creatures cleaved     
Their panic took form and The Flesh was conceived  
    
Just a slice, just a nick
Strip the corpulent wax from the ivory wick
Just a sprain, just a snap
Each body a warm-blooded gift to unwrap
Just a squelch, just a squish
Each shift manifesting the Boneturner’s wish
 
Be they human, be they swine
There is plenty of Viscera yet to combine
Untold donors to dissect
The art costs an arm and a leg to perfect
 
Take the folds, take the spots, 
Take the rife imperfections, the marks, tags, and blots
Take the scars, take the age,
Let the consciousness split from its carrion cage 
Take the fat, take the weight
Pierce the overstuffed lump so it’s bulk may deflate

Be they human be they swine,
There are always new blemishes yet to define
Let the function of the flawed
Be to glut the great maw of our ravenous god
 
Have a taste, have a bite
Savor marrow and muscle flavoured with fright
Have a snack, have a meal,
Seasoned well with a wail or a shriek or a squeal
Have a sip, Have a swig
Drink your full-bodied fill from a bleeding long pig
 
Be they human, be they swine
They provide our communion with sanguineous wine
And the terror they secrete
Is the nectar to match their ambrosial meat

First a stone,  just a slice  Have a taste
then a blade,  just a nick  Have a bite
First it grinds,  just a sprain  Have a snack
then it chops  just a snap  Have a meal
First a few,   just a squelch Have a swill
then they spread just a squish  Have a swig

Be we human, be we swine
There is always a carnivore hungry to dine
And the terror that we sew
Is the mulch that torments the garden to grow

~~~ For my process, and thoughts on the song go to my Youtube - they allow longer descriptions there ~~~

5. Carnivore's Waltz - A Song for The Flesh

CW: Blood (implied), Clowns (briefly mentioned), Coulrophobia, Dissociation, Flaying/Skinning, Identity theft, Imposters, Loss of self, Paranoia-inducing, Uncanny valley

LYRICS:
My name is... (x3)
Mine but don’t fret
Let me get you a fancy new
Mask just don’t ask
Why the ‘paint’ is so warm
Come, take a seat
We entreat you don’t fight it’s too
Late, take our bait
And be doomed to perform

Under the big top
We self-shop
And name swap
Your me is torn free
And you’re not who you were.
But what is who?
Were they you?
Were you them too?
Defaced and erased
In the carousel’s blur.

Who am I… (x2)
Who are you...
Well, some might address
Our impressive ensemble as
Scary or very
Much outside the norm
Pay them no mind
You will find what great fun it is
Seeing and being
The circus take form

CHORUS

My name… (x2)
Where did it go?
A nomen unknown
Has been shown to stoke Strangers to
stress and obsess
About all proper nouns
Here we all share
Like the pair of our strongmen we
Skin someone’s grin
And then send in the clowns

I am a     parent, or child, or favourite brother?
I have a name and it’s  something or other
I am a    partner forgot long ago
I have     You HAD a name only I know 

I am not...        Could you be...
Ira, Dinah Owen, Noah, Olga, Tanya, Kevin, Nora, Orla, Wanda, Yasmin, Oscar, Ursula
Gregor, Graham, Sarah, Yuri, Daniel Nathan, Alexander, Nikola

I’m not
I’m not

Are you sure? Because: 

CHORUS

Could you be:
Ira (No), Dinah, Owen, Noah(No), Olga, Tanya, Kevin(No), Nora, Orla, Wanda, Yasmin (No), Oscar, Ursula (No, no, no)
Gregor (No), Graham, Sarah, Sasha (No), Danny, Nathan, Alexander (No), Nikola
No!

I’m me, not them, I’m me, not them, I’m me, NotThem
And my name is...

~~~ For my process, and thoughts on the song go to my Youtube - they allow longer descriptions there ~~~

Music of The Fears

1. Under the Big Top - A Song For The Stranger

Ulysses Dies At Dawn My Name Is No-One - The Mechanisms

Ulysses Dies At Dawn The Riddle Of The Sphinx - The Mechanisms

A Circus Most Peculiar (A Nikola Orsinov Fansong)

Blood Song (A fansong for The Hunt)

spoilers for tma season 4! a song for Melanie King from the Magnus Archives. comment creds to the wonderful commenters in the screenshots!
(u can find me at elliotly on youtube, soundcloud, n spotify for more music! also check out my musical podcast Whirlwind for Hire on all streaming platforms if ur into musicals!)
lyrics:
The only thing Melanie did wrong was hold back
She was a meme for a sec
She started MAG86 with a little clap (clappin’ noise) 
Ghost bullet in her leg 

Escaped the Institute? that’s a good move!
Queen of recovery
Ms King I have feelings for u
Queen of self care 
If I were Elias I would’ve simply let her poison me
Now it’s the end times and she lives with her girlfriend Georgie (and the Admiral!)
 
Melanie thinks her dad died of smoke inhalation
But, oh, boy, is she wrong!
The Corruption got him, not a nice sensation 
So let’s hope he did not live through it for too long

Escaped the Institute? that’s a good move!
Evil slaughter boobs
Ms King I have feelings for u
Beautiful, gorgeous, radiant, ethereal
If I were Elias I would’ve simply let her poison me
Now it’s the end times and she lives with her girlfriend Georgie (and the Admiral!)

escaped the institute? that's a good move!

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10. The Primal Command of Creation - A Song for The Hunt

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