Night Games...

Frank Frazetta - The Tempters

Ira Imperium!

Frank Frazetta: Seven Romans

Descend from your almighty skies

And take the law in your hands

For the land, for the tears that we cried

And the fears we shared,

For the damned and the heroes

That died in vain

Are they the ones betrayed?

Ira Imperium

Now feel their anger crash your heart

Ira Imperium

It's time for you to play your part

Ira Imperium,

You'll see the things

That they'll let you see

How does it feel To be the damned

Ira Imperium

It's time to fell the wrath of the Gods

Cause we are their children,

Their forgotten ones

For the lust that we felt

And the lust that we once shared,

For the sins, for the greed,

And the kill

We never cared

The pirate song!

Frank Earle Schoonovers: Brawn of These Lads Made the Pike a Match for a Pirates Cutlass

(The Corsair by George Gordon Lord Byron)

'O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, 

Our thoughts as boundless, and our soul's as free 

Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, 

Survey our empire, and behold our home!

These are our realms, no limits to their sway- 

Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. 

Ours the wild life in tumult still to range 

From toil to rest, and joy in every change. 

Oh, who can tell? not thou, luxurious slave! 

Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; 

Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease! 

whom slumber soothes not - pleasure cannot please - 

Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, 

And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, 

The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, 

That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way? 

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Such were the notes that from the Pirate's isle 

Around the kindling watch-fire rang the while: 

Such were the sounds that thrill'd the rocks along, 

And unto ears as rugged seem'd a song! 

In scatter'd groups upon the golden sand, 

They game-carouse-converse-or whet the brand: 

Select the arms-to each his blade assign, 

And careless eye the blood that dims its shine. 

Repair the boat, replace the helm or oar, 

While others straggling muse along the shore

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'Tis morn - to venture on his lonely hour 

Few dare; though now Anselmo sought his tower. 

He was not there, nor seen along the shore; 

Ere night, alarm'd, their isle is traversed o'er: 

Another morn - another bids them seek, 

And shout his name till echo waxeth weak; 

Mount: grotto, cavern, valley search'd in vain, 

They find on shore a sea-boat's broken chain: 

Their hope revives-they follow o'er the main. 

'Tis idle all - moons roll on moons away, 

And Conrad comes not, came not since that day: 

Nor trace, nor tidings of his doom declare 

Where lives his grief, or perish'd his despair! 

Long mourn'd his band whom none could mourn beside; 

And fair the monument they gave his bride: 

For him they raise not the recording stone - 

His death yet dubious, deeds too widely known; 

He left a Corsair's name to other times, 

Link'd with one virtue, and a thousand crimes. 

(Full poem here )

(Dark Moor - Cancion del Pirata)

Season of the Witch

Frank Frazetta: Swamp Witch

Sorcerers play here where witches prey 

You'll be here forever 

Time will tell when you heal your bell 

Stop this spell I am not for Hell 

Demons chant, try and escape you can't 

You'll be here forever 

Time will tell when you heal your bell 

Stop this spell I am not for Hell 

Step out of the darkness and into the light 

Only a coward will hide in the blackness of night 

I make a challenge to you now, 

If you will allow me to be free 

Take off these chains that bind me 

Fight the rage that's inside me 

Choose your sword 

I have the power at my side 

More than you can realise 

I have the Lord 

Sorcerers play here where witches prey 

You'll be here forever 

Time will tell when you heal your bell 

Stop this spell I am not for Hell

(Leatherwolf - Season of the Witch)

Daughter of Darkness

Frank Cadogan Cowper: La belle dame sans merci

She came to me inside a dream

Bathed in the light of a thousand years

Through the mist of another cold black night

A lonely road at the edge of the world

A sudden change in the mist occurred

Her eyes glowed bright, but her gaze spoke of doom

I felt the wind on my back, I saw the knife in her hand

That's when I knew I had to run away

Daughter of darkness, now I see who you are

Daughter of darkness, an evil face in the crowd

Daughter of darkness, I know who you are

Daughter of darkness, let me come inside

A simple touch put an end to my fears

Her soothing voice was all I could hear

Beckoning me toward her gift of light

I tried to hide from the shadow she cast

Will I face the morning at last

God help me please, have I gone mad

I felt the wind on my back, I saw the knife in her hand

That's when I knew I had to run away

Daughter of darkness, now I see who you are

Daughter of darkness, an evil face in the crowd

Daughter of darkness, I know who you are

Daughter of darkness, let me come inside

God help me, save me, take me away

So now I live in fear of a dream

The wait feels like a thousand years

When I face my one last cold black night

I travel roads to the ends of the world

My future, my past, folded and furled

The light of her eyes will lead me back home

I felt the wind on my back, I saw the knife in her hand

That's when I knew I had to run away

Daughter of darkness, now I see who you are

Daughter of darkness, an evil face in the crowd

Daughter of darkness, I know who you are

Daughter of darkness, let me come inside

Let me come inside, take me away

God help me, save me, take me away

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(Jack Starr - Daughter of Darkness)

George Frampton: La Belle Dame sans Merci

Chasing dragons

Chad Weatherford: Washed up

As Hermes once took to his feathers light
When lulled Argus, baffled, swoon'd and slept
So on a Delphic reed my idle spright
So play'd, so charm'd, so conquer'd, so bereft
The dragon-world of all its hundred eyes
And, seeing it asleep, so fled away
Not to pure Ida with its snow-cold skies
Nor unto Tempe where Jove griev'd a day
But to that second circle of sad hell
Where 'mid the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw
Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell
Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw
Pale were the lips I kiss'd, and fair the form
I floated with, about that melancholy storm

(John Keats - On a dream)

Death and the Maiden

Marianne Stokes: Death and the Maiden

(W.A. Mozart - Lacrimosa)

(F. Schubert - Death and the Maiden quartet - part II )

And sands she turned for time...

Boris Vallejo: Red Sonja

She came in dreams of fear

Oh she seemed so real

In her hands, held a vision of my life

And sands she turned for time

She said to me look now, for when

For when the last grain falls

Memories of me, in time, will fade

Then the dream, it seems alive

And its promise revealed to me

Leads me to the vile fountain

To soak myself to death

"Oh serene its clawing embrace"

Black roses did bloom

Oh my thorns were sharp

And her blood on my shards

I do long

Every night she serenades me

With her hymns of doom

She comes to me once more

She smiles, and dream in peace once again

(Old Season - And sands she turned for time)

I love you, but I can't have you...

Marianne Stokes: Aucassin and Nicolette

(Bria Skonberg - So is the Day)

Lost Valentine

Edward Robert Hughes: Bertuccio's Bride for the Nights of Straparola

I'll let the music play while love lies softly bleeding 

In heavy hands on shadowlands 

As thunder clouds roll in, sunset is receding 

No summer wine, no Valentine 

A tiger trapped inside a cage 

An actor on an empty stage 

Come see the show 

Rock ‘n' roll can heal your soul 

When broken hearts lose all control 

Some rivers still run dry and jungles burn to embers 

Gold autumn days must fade to grey 

There is a reason why a haunted man remembers 

One frozen night, his darkest day 

A tiger trapped inside a cage 

An actor on an empty stage 

Come see the show 

Rock ‘n' roll will heal your soul 

When broken hearts lose all control 

Passion killed by acid rain 

A rollercoaster in my brain 

But, how would you know 

In your satin, silk and lace 

Another time, another place 

A tiger trapped inside a cage 

An actor on an empty stage 

Come see the show 

Rock ‘n' roll will heal your soul 

When broken hearts lose all control 

A love let loose and painted black 

A train stuck on a broken track 

I'll let it go 

Rock ‘n' roll has healed my soul 

The stage is set, on with the show

Love letters

Gil Elvgren: love letter (too good to be true)

Someday sweetheart i will come to you

and do the things i promised to do

make you a queen in my happy home

just like a bee in a honey comb

i will be with you as long as i live

and make you happy with the things i give

for i love you more then you'll ever know

in most of my letters i have told you so

what a blessed day when we meet again

life for us will not have no end

for i love you more then you'll ever know

in most of my letters i have told you so

my lips are cold & my heart stand still

still for all my sweet 'alienne?' went away

i cant sleep nights tell me what to do

life seems so impossible without you

honey please do give me just one more chance

you know as of kissed the gay thing romance

for i love you more then you'll ever know

in most of my letters i have told you so

what a blessed day when we meet again

life for us will not have no end

for i love you more then you'll ever know

in most of my letters i have told you so

please dont go baby , please

my darling whether you are far or near

you are the queen in my love affair

if it cant be sweet 'el vera'(=wedding ring )

believe me there will be never no other

my darling when you are not around

your sweet love it have me spell bound

for i love you more then you'll ever know

in most of my letters i have told you so

what a blessed day when we meet again

life for us will not have no end

for i love you more then you'll ever know

in most of my letters i have told you so

The sword of the Gods!

Jeffrey Jones: Warrior

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BY THE GODS & GODESSES,

D. DEFEIS 1996 

Hiroshima mon amour!

Boris Vallejo: Bride

It was newborn and ten feet tall,

But they called it little boy,

And C7, H5, O6, N3 they called him

T-N-T.

The fireball would dim the sun,

Promising death in its cruelest form.

Hiroshima Mon Amour

As we beg to be forgiven do you spit,

In our face and curse us all.

The fireball that shamed the sun,

Burning the shadows on the ground,

As the rain falls to dry the land,

Leaving desert for the thirsty man.

They all said it would end the war,

And we thanked Christ for the bomb,

And the priests and witches all agreed,

They should die to keep them free.

The fireball that shamed the sun,

Burning the shadows on the ground,

As the rain falls to dry the land,

Leaving the desert for the thirsty man.

HIROSHIMA!!!

The Moon Is Shining (Somewhere Over the Sea)

Sir Edward Burne Jones: Luna

Ballad of the swords

Jeffrey Jones: Winged helmet

Across the moor we norsemen rode

& skalds to us song

That days of glory soon should be

When swords blood-red were swung

"One eyed father give us strength

my brave kinsmen & I

In Valhalla I your mighty men will meet

if I in this battle die

>From the sky your ravens watching me 

Both of them I see

Thank you Father for letting me know

You watch over me"

At the moor the ravens spoke to me

While skalds did their song

A bitter loss was soon to come

For those I were among

Across the moor we norsemen rode

& skalds to us sung

That days of glory soon should be

When swords blood-red were swung

I say to you - I ask you to

For once be your own lord

Come with me be a part of my

Ballad of the swords

A sudden clash where swords were drawn

was the beginning of my end

With a norsemans pride & courage I fought

I would to Hel them send

Instead I felt cold chilling steel

Stab me from behind

A cravens deed, indeed it was

Peace he should not find

Faded I did, strange beauty I met

The dream for me came true

Brought up I were, Bifrost I saw

My mortal life were through

Your mortal life with children & wife

Wouldn't have no value if you knew as I

About life up here

You would die to be here forever...

Never let you go

George Frederick Watts: Paolo and Francesca

Slave and Master

Frank Frazetta: Rogue Roman

(Natalia Clavier - Esclavo y amo)

In the glades of summer...

John William Waterhouse: Sweet Summer

In the fields of summer

I will dance away with you

I never knew the pain would see us through

And though we fear the silence

We never ever realized

That life was only passing gently by

When the darkness seems to fall

Then I can hear you call

Your voice is clearer now than before

And in the summer rain

I´ll carry all your pain

If I could only see you again

In the glades of summer

A light still wanes in you

Like winter days long gone

In midst of June

And though the cross feels lighter

On a warm midsummer night

Why do we then still feel so cold inside

When the darkness seems to fall

Then I can hear you call

Your voice is weaker now than before

And in the summer rain

You gave in to your pain

And life will never be the same again