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Adrienne Cowan Song Lyrics

Adrienne Cowan – Silent Night

Adrienne Cowan is a metal musician, primarily creating as the vocalist/main composer of Seven Spires. She is also a live member of Tobias Sammett’s Avantasia, the vocalist of Sascha Paeth’s Masters of Ceremony, and the keyboardist/backing vocalist of Winds of Plague.

Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child.
Holy infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace

Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht
Alles schläft; einsam wacht
Nur das traute hochheilige Paar.
Holder Knabe im lockigen Haar,
Schlaf in himmlischer Ruh!
Schlaf in himmlischer Ruh!

Silent night, holy night!
Son of God love’s pure light.
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth

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Adrienne Cowan Song Lyrics

Adrienne Cowan – O Holy Night

Adrienne Cowan is a metal musician, primarily creating as the vocalist/main composer of Seven Spires. She is also a live member of Tobias Sammett’s Avantasia, the vocalist of Sascha Paeth’s Masters of Ceremony, and the keyboardist/backing vocalist of Winds of Plague.

O Holy night!
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior’s birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
‘Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth

A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees; O hear the Angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born
O night divine, O night, O night divine!

A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees; O hear the Angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born
O night divine, O night, O night divine!

Fall on your knees; O hear the Angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born
O night divine, O night divine!

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Lacuna Coil Song Lyrics

Lacuna Coil – Naughty Christmas

Lacuna Coil is an Italian gothic metal band from Milan. Since their formation in 1994, the group has had two name changes, being previously known as Sleep of Right and Ethereal.

Everybody wants to be good at Christmas

I’m on my way
Naughty children be afraid
One at a time
I’ll take you all away
(Na-na-na-na-na-na)

Ringing bells all around
Welcome Christmas time
Every kid in this town
Cannot sleep at night
But I have been so bad
Santa will not bring me gifts and…
Krampus might come
What is this noise on the backyard?

Watch out
The animal
Coming to get all the children
Faster
You’ve got to hide
Can’t run away from the darkness
Everybody wants to be good at Christmas
‘Cause nobody wants to be dragged by the Krampus
Everybody better be good at Christmas
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-naughty Christmas

Satyr with chains
Rowdy children be afraid
One at a time
I’ll take you all away
(Na-na-na-na-na-na)

He’s inside in the house
Looking for my room
Someone drank the glass of milk
That I’ve put on the floor
Have I been so bad
Santa will not bring me girts and…
Krampus will come
What is this noise on my door?

Watch out
The animal
Coming to get all the children
Faster
You’ve got to hide
Can’t run away from the darkness
Everybody wants to be good at Christmas
‘Cause nobody wants to be dragged by the Krampus
Everybody better be good at Christmas
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-naughty Christmas

Everybody wants to be good at Christmas
Everybody better be good at Christmas

Krampus comes

Watch out
The animal
Coming to get all the children
Faster
You’ve got to hide
Can’t run away from the darkness
Watch out
The animal
Coming to get all the children
Faster
You’ve got to hide
Can’t run away from the darkness

Everybody wants to be good at Christmas
‘Cause nobody wants to be dragged by the Krampus
Everybody better be good at Christmas
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-naughty Christmas
Everybody wants to be good at Christmas
‘Cause nobody wants to be dragged by the Krampus
Everybody better be good at Christmas
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-naughty Christmas
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-naughty Christmas)

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Edd Heritage Song Lyrics

Edd Heritage – Wreckage

The studio project of musician and producer, Edd Heritage, born in Leicestershire, UK. Edd Heritage began studying and composing music from a young age, performing in venues across, and even beyond the UK before he reached 17.

Feeding the thorn buried deep in your side
Poison the wound, where it spreads into your mind
Final days draw long

Watching the hours pass, rotting at heart
There is nothing you can do to make it stop
Concealing the bleeding inside

This is the price that I paid
Just to play your game
Never walk away
Still sifting through the wreckage of my soul

I did not sacrifice
All I have just to
Be on your better side
You should know
That I buried you deep inside
To escape from your lie

Clutching at sand as it slips through the glass
Just like the words you said, you can’t take them back
Forgetting, resetting your past

Consuming fear takes ahold of your life
Too scared to fail but too frightened to even try
Choosing while losing it all

This is the price that I paid
Just to play your game
Never walk away
Still sifting through the wreckage of my soul

I did not sacrifice
All I have just to
Be on your better side
You should know
That I buried you deep inside
To escape from your lie

This is the price that I paid
Just to play your game
Never walk away
Still sifting through the wreckage of my soul

I did not sacrifice
All I have just to
Be on your better side
You should know
That I buried you deep inside
To escape from your lie

This is the price that I paid
Just to play your game
Never walk away
Still sifting through the wreckage of my soul

I did not sacrifice
All I have just to
Be on your better side
You should know
That I buried you deep inside
To escape from your lie


I’m not aware of a live version for this track.

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Edd Heritage Song Lyrics

Edd Heritage – Only One

The studio project of musician and producer, Edd Heritage, born in Leicestershire, UK. Edd Heritage began studying and composing music from a young age, performing in venues across, and even beyond the UK before he reached 17.

Dark wings, flailing,
Blood work failing
Life behind a door
Strange work, taxing,
Tenuous figures of plastic on the floor

Hell lies frozen in his chest
Wax work boy, who built it knows it best

Delicate
Brittle as a thought
In his house of glass
On his hill of sand,
He will
Never last
In the paper land
Where his maker walks
Silently he stands

Machines feed his new dis-ease
A drug now freely dealt
And the shame won’t hold him down

Hell lies frozen in his chest
Wax work boy, who built it knows it best
Fear the toxin of his mind
Fury doused in chaos by design

Delicate
Brittle as a thought
In his house of glass
On his hill of sand – He

Hell lies frozen in his chest
Wax work boy, who built it knows it best
Fear the toxin of his mind
Fury doused in chaos by design

Delicate
Brittle as a thought
In his house of glass
On his hill of sand
He will
Never last
In the paper land
Where his maker walks
Silently he stands

Hell lies frozen in his chest
Wax work boy, who built it knows it best
Fear the toxin of his mind
Fury doused in chaos by design

Light off kilter, breathe through filters
Fantasies galvanized in hate
Skin is peeling, pain won’t cease
Killing all he creates.


I’m not aware of a live version for this track.

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