Phantasm

[prince_of_tides]

Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation.
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination.
Silently the senses abandon their defences

Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour.
Grasp it, sense it tremulous and tender.
Turn your face away from the garish light of day,
Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light -
and listen to the music of the night...

Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams!
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before!
Close your eyes,let your spirit start to soar!
And you'll live as you've never lived before

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind,
in this darkness that you know you cannot fight
the darkness of the music of the night.

Let your mind start a journey
through a strange, new world!
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before!
Let your soul take you where you long to be!
Only then can you belong to me

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication!
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation!
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the power of the music that I write
The power of the music of the night

You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night

((OOC: No, he's not having a musical plot relapse, he's just doing this to be annoying. And maybe make a couple of Nocturne's friends show up.))

Comments

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

And whaddaya do? Can't make nothin' out of nothin'
everybody needs a start.
And whaddaya do? Can't make nothin' out of nothin'
give this country back her heart~

&hearts ~!

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

Here the sire may serve the dam, here the master takes his meat!
Here the sacrificial lamb utters one despairing bleat!

Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets
you will have to pay the bill - tangled in the winding sheets!

Serve the meal and serve the maid!
Serve the master so that, when tables, plans and maids are laid,
Don Juan triumphs once again!
Passarino, faithful friend, once again recite the plan~

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

More wit, less vulgarity.

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

Sing once again with me
Our strange duet
My power over you grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me to glance behind
The Phantom of the Opera is there
Inside your mind~

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Aren't you ready to do something yet?

[Screened to Mercury]

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

Like I said, you're acting like there's a line for the early grave you're diving into. You're gonna want plenty of time to prepare. I'm not as weak as my Nobody.

[changingsuns.livejournal.com]

Nocturne? What are you singing...?

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

Hold on... A Nobody with a Keyblade? How the hell-

Just something. Ever heard of the Phantom of the Opera?

[changingsuns.livejournal.com]

Yeah, once. It's kinda nice.

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

*shrug* This is one of the other songs from it.

[changingsuns.livejournal.com]

Kind of creepy..

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

That's the point. The Phantom's supposed to be creepy.

[changingsuns.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but you're not creepy.

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

Man, how stupid can you get?

*shrug* Dunno what to tell ya.

((OOC: Strikes illegible.))

[changingsuns.livejournal.com]

...You were changed too. Should'a known. You're never this cold.

[Screened to Roxas]

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

Nice guess, Keybearer. Care to go a little further and guess who you're dealing with?

[Screened to Nocturne]

[changingsuns.livejournal.com]

What the heck happened to you? Do you even remember me?

[Screened to Roxas]

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

You're a Nobody with a Keyblade. I think I woulda remembered you if we'd met.

[Screened to Nocturne]

[changingsuns.livejournal.com]

Kinda unique. You should talk to Xemnas.

[Screened to Roxas]

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

Who the hell is Xemnas?