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ddoes anybody perchance have lyrics for this

another great song!! i love the harmonization, it really brings the whole thing together

ive had this on repeat for the past 2 days, genuinely in love with how you captured the circus vibe while maintaining such enthralling harmonies

i frickin love clown music, this is amazing

The Magnus Archives || Fansongs

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 ~~~

Music of the Fears

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

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

Theme music to 'The Magnus Archives', featuring viola solo by Elliot Corner.
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"Make your statement, face your fear." A weekly horror fiction podcast examining what lurks in the archives of the Magnus Institute, an organisation dedicated to researching the esoteric and the weird. Join Jonathan Sims as he explores the archive, but be be warned, as he looks into its depths something starts to look back… New episodes every Thursday produced by Rusty Quill, featuring guest actors, short stories, serial plots and more.

THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES - main theme

A Circus Most Peculiar (A Nikola Orsinov Fansong)

I Drown (An Archivist Fansong)

LYRICS:

JON
Tim, you haven’t seen that box of blank tapes anywhere, have you? Oh, Sasha, could you look into any mention of this book in the records? Martin, for the last time, no hot beverages around the technology!

It isn’t easy
Making sense of all this mess
But I shall simply have to try my best
For now

I’ve tried to digitise
These old, archaic archives
But I’ve been trying
For a lifetime
It seems

TIM
Jon?

JON
Yes, what is it?

TIM
Were you planning on labelling any of the tapes you record?

JON
Just play the first few seconds, it’ll be evident which statements they are by the introductions.

TIM
Right, it’s just that you’ve then got to rewind them with a pencil and it’s all a bit time consuming—

JON
Not now!

TIM
Alright, boss.

It makes my skin crawl
The way he speaks to us all
He may be stressed
But it’s depressing
That’s not what I need

JON
Sasha, did you find anything?

SASHA
I’m afraid not.

JON
Yes, I thought as much. Another baseless story.

SASHA
I did meet this very strange man, though. He had hands like claws—

JON
Not now, Sasha.

SASHA
And there was this man just covered in worms—

JON
Not now!

SASHA
But — wait — Jon!

Lately I’ve not been myself
I’ve felt like I’ve been someone else
This job is so degrading
I have a degree

JON
Martin.

MARTIN
What is it now? What have I done wrong now?

JON
I… Just wanted to ask if you were making tea.

MARTIN
Oh.

I just wish that I
Could make them all see eye to eye
I’m tired, sick of all the tension in the air

Jon, Sasha, Tim and I
Are doing mostly fine
But still I sometimes fear
That something else is living here

/ OVERLAPPING VOICES:

SASHA
Lately I’ve not been myself
I’ve felt like I’ve been someone else
This job is so degrading

MARTIN
I just wish that I
Could make them all see eye to eye
But it’s proving very difficult so far

TIM
The way he speaks to us all
He may be stressed but it’s depressing

JON
I’ve been trying for a lifetime it seems

TIM
That’s not what I need

SASHA
I have a degree!

/

TIM
Pub tonight?

SASHA
Yeah, go on. Martin?

MARTIN
I’m there.

ELIAS
Hello, Jon. How’s work? I’ve been keeping an eye on you. I just want to ensure you’re settling in to your new position. With any luck, you’ll soon come to see yourself as the essential part of the archives that you are. Sincerely, your boss, Elias Bouchard.

P.S take some time to absorb everything. It can be quite overwhelming, but I’m sure, with time, and a little supervision, you’ll find that you're truly in your element here.

/ OVERLAPPING VOICES:

SASHA
Trying to survive
In the Archive x3

MARTIN
How the hell can I
Make them all see eye to eye

JON
I am so damn tired!

TIM
Fuck the Archive!

MARTIN
He’s stubborn, he’s a joker
And she’s too good to be here

JON/MARTIN
I’m so damn tired/You look so tired

JON
Why did it have to be me?

TIM
Or me!

SASHA
Or me!

MARTIN
Why me?

Eye To Eye - The Magnus Archives: The Musical

Threadbare Web (A Martin K. Blackwood Fansong)

I wrote this song before s5 came out but I have a feeling it's only going to get more relevant...  👀
If you like this version, check out the acoustic rendition on my youtube channel! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cc_9lKAc0KY

LYRICS
The world I thought I knew is starting to change
things that once were normal now are frightening and strange
I don't know who I can trust if I can trust at all
there's no way of telling who's been captured by the thrall

All this paranoia seems to grip me like a vice
but after all that I've seen I can't help but think I'm right
I can feel the walls close in with how the silence drones
but I still can't shake the feeling that I'm not alone

I can feel you watching me

I can see with my eyes closed but the visions are terrifying
I hear voices that echo with the truths that they are denying
I can feel it in my head but where does it start and where do I end
I've had to cheat and hide and lie
is there still a human soul behind my eyes

Everybody seems to know what's wrong and what's right
but what's for the greater good and what will tear me up inside
I can hear the darkness call each day more and more
but is straying from the light what it'll take to win this war
this war

I keep on stealing words right out of your mouth
doesn't matter if I mean to cos the questions just come out
maybe if I save the world I'll finally be free
but I don't know if that's possible with everything I've seen

I can feel you watching me

I can see with my eyes closed but the visions are terrifying
I hear voices that echo with the truths that they are denying
I can feel it in my head but where does it start and where do I end
I've had to cheat and hide and lie
is there still a human soul behind my eyes

I've left the realm of reality
I'm against a force that's greater than me 
and all that I know could be lost
but no matter the cost
after the bridges I've crossed
it's too late to retreat

I can see with my eyes closed but the visions are terrifying
I hear voices that echo with the truths that they are denying
I can feel it in my head but where does it start and where do I end
I've had to cheat and hide and lie
is there still a human soul

So many friends have lost their lives
is there still a human soul behind
my eyes

Behind My Eyes (A Magnus Archives Fansong)

Blood Song (A fansong for The Hunt)

spoilers for MAG101! a song for Michael Shelley. me entertaining the idea of a more self-aware michaeldistortion or a thought process of  michael shelley turnin' into michaeldistortion....idk. a compilation of Michael Shelley thoughts.

inspired by The Magnus Archives by Rusty Quill!

LYRICS
I started working for her when I was still young
Thought that place could answer things I didn’t know how to ask
I’d chased answers for years something to quiet my mind
And I knew she had the knowledge I sought to find

I had a flaw you lack and that flaw was trust
I wish I'd kicked it out in time and ground it to dust
Things are more than they appear, doors and people too
The veil between faith and folly is easy to fall through 

Now I can’t see my own limbs; they fade in and out
And there’s bones where there shouldn’t be
My voice is always being mocked back at me
Except for the times when it speaks before I speak

I don’t have all of who I was, maybe I was a fool
full of so much care for others it twisted me from man to tool
Now I’m just some tragedy that hurts your eyes to perceive
Won’t you come through my door, keep me company?





She was forgetful yet had so much behind her eyes 
Knowledge barely contained within her frail frame
I couldn’t tell what it was, but there was a density there
Indiscernible things always crowding her air

I had the feeling if she told me I could not begin to understand
There were times I’d feel ignorant and useless
Feeling she was seeing the world with an added dimension
All I could do was give her all my trust and attention

Now I can’t see my own limbs; they fade in and out
And there’s bones where there shouldn’t be
My voice is always being mocked back at me
Except for the times when it speaks before I speak

I don’t have all of who I was, maybe I was a fool
full of so much care for others it twisted me from man to tool
Now I’m just some tragedy that hurts your eyes to perceive
Won’t you come through my door, keep me company?

We traveled north for a little business trip
To a place with a name that was fake
We shared a glimpse of hallucination or evidence
She gave me a map that made no sense

She said I could stop a great evil
It was the something I’ve become one with
With the map in hand, I stepped into the maze 
Of ever-changing colors and no nights or days

Now I can’t see my own limbs; they fade in and out
And there’s bones where there shouldn’t be
My voice is always being mocked back at me
Except for the times when it speaks before I speak

I don’t have all of who I was, maybe I was a fool
full of so much care for others it twisted me from man to tool
Now I’m just some tragedy that hurts your eyes to perceive
Won’t you come through my door, keep me company?


I met the monster and I made it my own
Made these hallways I wandered my new home
Am I too sharp to look at, am I something unknown?
Would you still call your hand a hand if it had so much bone?

Now I can’t see my own limbs; they fade in and out
And there’s bones where there shouldn’t be
My voice is always being mocked back at me
Except for the times when it speaks before I speak

I don’t have all of who I was, maybe I was a fool
full of so much care for others it twisted me from man to tool
Now I’m just some tragedy that hurts your eyes to perceive
Won’t you come through my door, keep me company?
Won’t you come through my door, keep me company?

Through My Door (A Magnus Archives Fansong)

about timothy stoker from the magnus archives

lyrics:
Keep thottin’ it up in heaven king, hope you enjoy your kayaking trip
Sexiest man in TMA with that worm scar and Hawaiian shirt drip
I miss him so much (oh my god)
Press F for respects 
Canonically assigned hot by basira

Tim is sexy and never did anything wrong
Tim is a prick (we do not see it)
He’s the love of my life and I am staying strong
by not looking at those who call him a dick
Ok, in all seriousness I did not know 
People found him toxic or annoying at least 
I feel like Tim has a deep seated, primal
Fear of geese

Keep thottin’ it up in heaven king, hope you enjoy your kayaking trip
Sexiest man in TMA with that worm scar and Hawaiian shirt drip
Seducing those cops (fuck the police)
Rest peacefully, legend
Canonically assigned hot by basira

canonically assigned hot by basira

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!)

A Circus Most Peculiar (A Nikola Orsinov Fansong)

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