"Old Daniel" From TAKE MY DEATH AWAY - A Halloween Musical | The Gashlers
7The ballad of Old Daniel, the phantom fiddler, a cautionary tale for foolish mortals and wandering spirits alike. Find out more about TAKE MY DEATH AWAY | A Halloween Musical at http://takemydeathaway.com. Help us make more awesomeness by becoming a patron: http://patreon.com/gashler.
Lyrics:
OLD DANIEL BAINES
WAS A TIRELESS SOUL.
KILLED IN HIS SLEEP,
REVENGE WAS HIS GOAL.
SPENT HIS AFTERLIFE
DREAMING OF AN ATTACK,
UNTIL HE DISCOVERED
A WAY TO COME BACK.
HE ENTERED HIS BODY,
A MERE SACK OF BONES,
THEN STRUGGLED TO WALK
TO HIS MURDERER'S HOME.
THE DOOR WAS UNLOCKED;
DAN PUSHED WITH A GRIN,
SEARCHING THE HALLWAYS
AND BEDROOMS WITHIN.
A LIFE FOR A LIFE,
HE PULLED OUT HIS KNIFE.
DANIEL TIPTOED RIGHT
UP THE STAIRS,
UP TO WHERE
HE DID HIS TERRIBLE DEED.
THROWING OFF THE SHEETS,
DAN SEARCHED FOR A STAIN,
BUT THE BED WAS EMPTY.
HIS THRUST WAS IN VAIN.
HOW MANY YEARS
HAD GONE BY SINCE HE DIED?
STILL LONGING FOR VENGEANCE,
HE SEARCHED FAR AND WIDE.
NIGHT AFTER NIGHT,
A WANDERING SLAVE.
DAY AFTER DAY,
HE RETURNED TO THE GRAVE.
CORRUPTED IN BODY,
CORRUPTED IN SOUL,
DRIVEN WITH HATRED
BEYOND CONTROL.
AT LAST HE FOUND
HIS MURDERER'S BED.
LYING PEACEFULLY
UNDERNEATH
A FLOWERED WREATH,
THE MAN WAS ALREADY DEAD.
BURDENED WITH FAILURE,
HE TRIED TO FREE HIS SOUL,
BUT WELDED WITH ANGER,
HE COULDN'T LET IT GO.
AT THE CRACK OF MORNING
HIS BODY COLLAPSED,
BUT SHACKLED WHERE HE LAY,
HIS POOR SPIRIT WAS TRAPPED.
NEVER TO LIVE
AND NEVER TO DIE,
BY DAY HE WOULD WAIT,
BY NIGHT HE WOULD RISE.
HIS LUST FOR BLOOD
AS COLD AS HIS BREATH,
BROUGHT MANY OTHERS
TO THEIR DEATHS.
FOR NEEDING TO KILL,
HIS CRAVING TO FILL,
THE DEMON OF THE NIGHT,
THE HARBINGER OF FRIGHT.
LOST IN THE SHADOWS,
WISHED FOR THE GALLOWS.
DANIEL BAINES WILL TRY,
TRY AND TRY
BUT BUT NEVER DIE.
REST FOR NEVER IN PEACE.