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Lyrics:
[Verse]
Knock on the door to your sacred cathedral
The Pope
The Bishop
And the Mother Superior
Father O'Connor and your Saint Francis
Say I don't deserve it
Just get in the basket

[Chorus]
Throw in your stone
God bless your soul
Hey
God bless your soul

[Verse 2]
Got a black hat
Matches my black cat
Naked in the woods
Everybody don't like that
Say I'm crazy
A little unholy
But when you're feeling lonely
Baby
Then you all know me

[Chorus]
Throw in your stone
God bless your soul
Hey
God bless your soul

Heretic

Created using Suno AI under a commercial license.  
I am the original creator and rights holder of this track.  
Suno profile: hiroshishiba1968 (@kenroby_dj)  
All rights reserved by KenRoby DJ.

Rise of the Shadow Coil (Rock-New Age)

Mr Frost 

Goodbye Mr Frost
Did you leave the children screaming?
Give their life some meaning?
Do they realise the cost?

Stay there 
So you can hear him breathing
Prepare you for the grieving,
for the wailing of your soul

Slow down 
His darkness is just growing
Your stomach churning, knowing
That the end is coming soon

...And he's right there in your room

[Chorus]

In the dark, he comes creeping
Floating in while you're sleeping
He's the reaper of your dreams
The dark-clown of all things 

...Be still, your shaking limbs

He'll make a carcass of your mind
And deathly visions left behind
will be the cause of so much pain
Digging deep 'til you're insane

Now, Mr Frost is in your brain


Don't run
'cause he will come and find you
Tie you up & bind you
For his game has just begun

Don't turn
'cause you know he might just be there
Looking at you with his dead stare
As your flesh begins to burn

Dark night 
You know he'll take your last breath
A slow exquisite grim death
But now everything feels right

Under such pale moonlight

[Chorus]

In the dark, he comes creeping
Floating in while you're sleeping
He's the reaper of your dreams
The dark-clown of all things 

...Be still, your shaking limbs

He'll make a carcass of your mind
And deathly visions left behind
will be the cause of so much pain
Digging deep 'til you're insane

Now, Mr Frost is in your brain


He's the feeder of our fright
The hungry mouth of fevered plight
His dirty fingers rake your mind
Until your will is redefined 
And like sweet petals you shall fall
To join his portrait of appall
And even that shall go insane

...now Mr Frost is in your brain. 

©️ Stephen W Atkinson 


Mr. Frost

Published North East poet with a love of lyrics & music tries his hand at using controversial AI to construct some of his original lyrics & poems into song. The results are, like the technology itself, sometimes staggering. 
Humour, mental health, love, loss, nostalgia & heritage are all explored, as well as a few of his darker offerings.
Stephen acknowledges AI can never, & should never replace  real musicians, they will always be the rhythm in our bones. But, for poets & lyricists not blessed with musical ability, it can be a wondrous rabbit hole to fall into...

Any 'real' musicians wanting to replicate or do their own version of any of Stephen's 'songs' are quite welcome to try. Just DM Stephen on here with your version. 
❤️



Mr. Frost

Stephen W Atkinson

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