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Storyline
Armed with this knowledge, Imelda and Thomas look deeper, unable to understand why Lilith Blackwood has been cursed, for she seems an innocent child. Imelda remembers something about a tragic line of Blackwoods, and together they uncover a family history full of woe and death. As they read, they realise this curse isn't just aimed at Lilith - it's on the Blackwood name. A malevolent inheritance seems to have striken down many of the Blackwood line before their time. All of them woman. To lift the curse, they must understand its origins - what have the Blackwoods done to warrant this?
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Grim-faced Sister, glowering, gleans
Ghastly gospels, gruesome scenes.
Thomas tells of Lilith's lot:
Gorgon's gaze, a gutting rot.
[Chorus 1]
Heirloom horrors, hellishly hewn,
Bind our bloodline, blight-strewn.
[Verse 2]
Rattles rend the rancid air,
Serpents' sibilant hiss snares.
Mirrors' mangled mayhem moans,
Perseus's perilous groans.
[Chorus 2]
Heirloom horrors, hellishly hewn,
Bind our bloodline, blight-strewn.
[Verse 3]
Lilith's land, a lurching lurch,
Kin flee fast or face the dirge.
Lingering lose limb and life,
Tombstones tell of tortuous strife.
[Chorus 3]
Heirloom horrors, hellishly hewn,
Bind our bloodline, blight-strewn.
[Verse 4]
"Burdens bore?" Thomas bewails,
Beads buzz bleak, bedevilled tales.
Darkened depths disguise the past,
Parents' plight by evil cast.
[Chorus 4]
Heirloom horrors, hellishly hewn,
Bind our bloodline, blight-strewn.
[Verse 5]
Ancient annals augur dread,
Tracing terrors, tributes spread.
Lives lost, languishing in pain,
Cursed, condemned to crushing bane.
[Chorus 5]
Heirloom horrors, hellishly hewn,
Bind our bloodline, blight-strewn.
[Verse 6]
Poisoned path persists through time,
Blackwood's blight, a baleful rhyme.
Centuries see shadows swell,
Imelda's incantations dwell:
[Bridge]
"Hemlock's horrors haunt this heath,
Creeks keen torment's timeless wreath.
Darkness devours our domain's core,
Hope's heart halts forevermore."
[Chorus 6]
Heirloom horrors, hellishly hewn,
Bind our bloodline, blight-strewn.
[Outro]
Thomas, taut with teeming might,
Breaks bonds binding in the night.
Secrets slither, serpents seethe,
Curses coil, malice they breathe.