The review in the Times had read,
"If you want a good night's sleep
you won't find it in your bed --"
but in your seat at my symphony...
I thought, "What a cruel thing to say,
you wicked, tasteless, little man.
If I ever meet you on the streets
I'll kill you where you stand!"
(Hmm...I do believe I've found my muse...)
Piano string, one of the high notes
Which one I'm not sure, but it was sharp.
"If I cut his throat just ever so right
I'll drain every drop of blood from his heart."
It was a foggy night in London Town,
the air foul with bad music and drink.
His colleagues told me where to find him,
I smiled, and thanked them with a wink.
♪
I found I bore easily
as I waited in shadows,
so I tested the string on a harlot.
Killing her was so easy,
I saved her life, really...
She was a daughter that someone forgot.
♫
Twas an hour or so later, I believe,
that my target came stumbling my way.
He greeted me with a drunken smile
I nodded, keeping my emotions at bay.
I waited til he passed, then followed.
Startled, he turned and looked back at me.
He asked me who I was, what I wanted.
I said, "Sorry, m'lord, you don't remember me?"
He came closer, squinted and said, "Ah, yes ~
you wrote that symphony that was such a bore!"
I slew him right there, in his muddled state,
here's one critic who'll critique no more.
♪
So inspired, that I was,
With blood on my hands
I sat at my piano, struck the keys...
It poured out of me,
this music so intense...
A symphony in blood, my masterpiece!
♫
"Art is not for critics" is my motto
and I do highly suggest you agree ~
for if I ever learn of your criticism
you will inspire my next symphony!
Make sure that you know my name,
pay attention, sir, will you please?
I was born Lord Byron von Jaymes,
but you may call me Mephistopheles.
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sarah ~
! l loved this!
....so dark
