Dreams In The Witch House - 8. Nothing I Can Do (feat. Bruce Kulick) | Текст песни

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NOTHING I CAN DO

ELWOOD
Then it vanished into the wall. Mazurewicz said the creature was Brown Jenkin, the Witch’s familiar. Can such things be, Father?

FATHER IWANICKI
The Devil assumes many shapes, my son.

ELWOOD
Walter wasn’t there. We found bloody footprints on the floor, but they stopped halfway across the room. It was as if he vanished before reaching the door! Was it witchcraft? The Devil? Where could he have gone?

GILMAN
Blistering, brilliantly
Glittering, gorgeously
Minarets and pinnacles, as far as eyes can see

High above, sky aflame
Vibrant hues, none the same
Far below, a city glows beyond the balustrade

Is this just a dream?
In terror, I scream
God on high
Hear my cry

Nothing I can do will cleanse my soul anew
Nothing I can say can keep the truth at bay
Breaking down from my despair
Rising up I say a prayer
Where is God and does he care?

WITCH
Menacing minstrelsy
Swelling up rhythmically
From below, an overflow of piping symphonies

Maddening melodies
Rapturous rhapsodies
You took a vow, before you now
Three cosmic entities

BROWN JENKIN
This is more than dream
Nothing’s what it seems
Faith’s a lie
Fate draws nigh!

WITCH + BROWN JENKIN
Nothing you can do will cleanse your soul anew Nothing you can say can keep the truth at bay

ELWOOD
Empty room, where did he go?

MAZUREWICZ
Through these walls the Witch Light glows

DESROCHERS
House of sorrow, house of woe

GILMAN
Nothing I can do will cleanse my soul anew

WITCH + BROWN JENKIN
Nothing you can say can keep the truth at bay

WITCH + BROWN JENKIN + ELWOOD + MAZUREWICZ + DESROCHERS
Revelations he defends

WITCH + BROWN JENKIN
Science proves

ELWOOD + MAZUREWICZ + DESROCHERS
While faith condemns

BROWN JENKIN + WITCH
In the end we all descend

ELWOOD
The evil had engulfed him, Father. And I felt it was going to consume me as well. Walter went too far down the path. I want to turn back, but I’m afraid it might already be too late for me.

FATHER IWANICKI
It’s never too late to turn back to God, my son.

ELWOOD
I want to believe that.

ELWOOD
Nothing I can do, that’s why I turned to you
Nothing I can say, has faith led me astray?
In his quest to comprehend, mighty God did he offend?
Walter was my faithful friend.

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