Bryan

An album blending our love of electronic music and math rock. 

[Verse 1]
No more he cried out in pain
He tore a hole in his disdain
Alas he would grow more
Than he could ever know
He tried so hard to be understood
Son of a preacher never heard
Before he could make it home
Gentle whispers stand alone

[Chorus]
Hold me close
Set yourself
I never meant to let the light burn out
Hold me close
Be my friend
I never want you to be misunderstood

[Verse 2]
No more he whispered slowly
His words were left unanswered
Trying to make amends
For all the things he never said
He tried so hard to be understood
Son of a preacher never heard
Although the words echo through him
Gentle whispers grow so loud

[Chorus]
Hold me close
Set yourself
I never meant to let the light burn out
Hold me close
Be my friend
I never want you to be misunderstood

[Outro]
(No more he cried out in pain)
(No more he cried out in pain)
(No more he cried out in pain)
(No more he cried out in pain)
No more he cried out in pain
He tore a hole in his disdain
Alas he would grow more
Than he could ever know
He tried so hard to be understood
The son of a preacher never heard
Before he could make it home
Gentle whispers said alone
No more he cried out in pain
He tore a hole in his disdain
Alas he would grow more
Than he could ever know
He tried so hard to be understood
Son of a preacher never heard
never heard
Before he could make it home
Gentle whispers said alone

Hold Me Close

Texte écrit lorsque Johnny Hallyday faisait sa tournée des vieilles canailles.
sa dernière...
hommage à Mr Johnny Hallyday le Boos

Je veux vivre. Texte Eric Verdin

Step into the storm once more — the candlelight flickers, the cradle sways, and the Mansion breathes again.
Abigail’s Curse is The Black Cross’s most haunting creation yet — a full-length gothic horror metal opera paying tribute to the legendary King Diamond.

Across twelve interconnected chapters, the album resurrects the tale of Abigail la Fey — her bloodline, her damnation, and the eternal echo of her rebirth. Each song unfolds like a cinematic nightmare: ghostly choirs, thunderous organs, and twin guitar harmonies blaze through a cursed house that refuses to die.

Michael’s voice channels the spirit of King Diamond himself — dramatic, tortured, and unholy — while Lilith’s ethereal presence weaves beauty through the darkness, her final song “Eternal Return” closing the saga in tragic grace.
From the galloping fury of “The Seven Horsemen” to the ritualistic lament of “The Feast of Shadows” and the apocalyptic exorcism “The Final Rite,” this is not just an album — it’s a séance.

Recorded under candlelight and shadow, Abigail’s Curse stands as both homage and resurrection — a gothic metal opera where death is reborn, faith burns, and the curse… never ends.

🩸 “Through blood we fade, through sin we begin — forever we fall, forever we return.”

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