"Merv King & The Phantoms," the first single from So Stressed, 'The Unlawful Trade Of Greco-Roman Art' out 5/26/15 on Honor Press

SO STRESSED - Merv King & The Phantoms

The Lament

THE FIGURE OF THE NIGHT
[ðə ˈfɪgjər əv ðə ˈnaɪt]

Alone, the grief surrounds the city 
a drunk man by your side, a thing that you don’t understand 
Again, it turns into a deep maze, the party is still there... will you ever dream ?
But this contact will heal deepest sorrow 
Have you ever known inside? 
The liquid light of the skin...

Somewhere into the dark path of shadows,
Let’s receive the chosen presence around,
lost in a stormy grey 
Thousand dreams drowning into night lights 
Smokes you’re flirting with by your heels, 
Your shoulders and your fingers !

Before you’ll burn into the sunset 
Just thank you for your smile,
 I let my soul in return 
And I’m leaving all behind 
You are turning to a no face, and I like it, 
it makes you smile 
And the sound is always there,
 let’s come close against I !

Flashes pass upon your silver eyes
 Above the winter falls 
Spring spreads its fresher ale 
Let’s make the time our own !

Before you’ll run to the sunset 
Just thank you for your smile, 
I let my soul in return I’m leaving,
I fall straight down to the ground,
Will you ever be there ? May we just be on time ?

Across the floor I feel your hand, 
I take it right so close

It’s the figure of the night, 
Have you ever come in there ? 
It is the promise of the life 
I feel you Like the figure of the light 
Have I ever thought about ? 
Have I ever thought about ?

Again you’re dancing in the light 
Have you ever come in there ?
 It is the promise of the life

Soror Dolorosa - No More Heroes -  The Figure of the Night

Det är höst igen och paranoian når sitt klimax 
Genom kylan tränger sig natten in i mitt kött 
Paralyserar tankarna i min skeva hjärna 
Torra löv dansar i vinden bakom mig 
Skapar obehagliga ljud ur tystnaden 
Och triggar upp min redan starka noja 
Alla passerande vider är potentiella fiender 
Jag stirrar hatiskt mot varenda jävel 
Hoppas att någon ville snegla tillbaka 
Och ge mig en anledning 
att fälla ut teleskopbatongen, 
för att slå ihjäl honom 

Den människa jag en gång varit är försvunnen 
Numer är jag ett monster 
Driven av krafter ni aldrig vill förstå 
Men även jag har älskat 
Ångest kan göra en så trött 
Man tappar liksom viljan att försöka 
Ni kan inte förstå hur det är 
Att enbart vara en skugga av sig själv 
Jag plockar upp tetran ur väskan 
Tar några stora klunkar vin 
Känner mig lite varmare inombords 
Och jag tänker att det här är den enda kärlek 
Jag någonsin lär uppleva





English translation:


In the shadow of myself 

It's autumn once again and my paranoia reaches its climax 
The night penetrates my flesh through the cold 
Paralizes the thoughts in my deranged brain 
Dry leaves are dancing behind me in the wind 
Creates unpleasent sounds from out the silence 
And triggers my already strong paranoia 
Every idiot passing by is a potential enemy 
I stare hatefully towards every single one of them 
Wishing someone would gaze back at me 
And give me a reason 
To unfold my expandable baton 
and beat him to death 

The person I once used to be is now gone 
I'm a monster nowadays 
Driven by forces you shall never understand 
Still I have loved 
Anxiety can make you so tired 
One can lose the will to keep on trying 
You will never understand how it's like 
To be nothing but a shadow of yourself 
I pick up the bottle from my bag 
I take a few big gulps of wine 
Feeling a bit more warm inside 
And I think to myself: this is the only love 
I may ever experience 

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