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Albums:

Party Musical: Slumber Party Music (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Scorn Defeat (Sigh) · A Deeper Kind of Slumber (Tiamat) · Deeper Kind of Slumber [Bonus Tracks] (Tiamat) · By Reason or by Scorn (100 Fires) · Scorn Defeat (Sigh) · Of Love, Scorn & Insecurity (Crossing Togo) · Blessed Slumber [2006] (Twin Sisters) · Slumber (Needtobreathe) · Scorn (Hutchinson, Hutch)


the ever-dark coil
Yet, always alert it its slumber
Scorn by the drops of light
Piercing through the surface
And it screams

The soul is never silent
But
Slumber, my darling, the birds are at rest,
The wandering dews by the flow'rs are caressed,
Slumber, my darling, I'll wrap thee up warm,
And pray that
simplicity

But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no
Oh no

Only he knows how to face the future hopefully
Surrounded by
Hate for hate and Ruth for Ruth
Eye for eye and tooth for tooth
Scorn for scorn and smite for smite
Love for love and guile for guile

He who is
host

So come forth, Lord of the triple number
Rise, oh trinity of DEATH, DEATH and DEATH
Burn this vermin world in its most deep slumber
And to all
rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity

Oh no
Oh no

Only he knows how to face the future hopefully
Surrounded by despair
He
on up from your slumber
Baby, open up your eyes

All these victims
Stand in line for
The crumbs that fall from the table
Just enough to get by
All
Sleep Eden sleep
My fallen son
Slumber in peace

Cease the pain
Life's just in vain
For us to gain
Nothing but all the same

No healing hand
To see what lies beyond our sight 
The secrets robed in blackest night 
The things we dream but never see 
Caged and blinded by the Beast 

From
Hawaiian sunset peeping from the sea
Smiles and says Aloha to his sweetheart Hawaii
The drowsy islands slumber one by one
Close their sleepy eyelids
There is a land not far from the ears of sound
The eyes of sight can't see
It's over the trees
You'll be there by tomorrow's breeze

few people get
invincible, sons of nobody we live for glory
God's bastards
We adore scorn!
Nocturnal beings satiated by hate untamed and savage larvas calling for mutation
My father promised me roses
My mother promised me thorns
My father taught me to use my mind
My mother taught me scorn
He touches me lightly with
Fast death, disenchanted by life
Marked by envy and scorn
Show to the world his mortal hate
Die with regret
There's no light and there's no air
counting your blessings

I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried
Sleep easy by my side
Into gentle slumber you can hide
I, I'm waiting for the sun, to come up
I can't sleep, with your warm ways

Forever
counting your blessings

I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried
counting your blessings

I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried
counting your blessings

I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried
counting your blessings

I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried
Music and lyric by Loreena McKennitt

See there, past that far-off hill
A tower held in the sky
Hear there, in that dark blue night
The music calling
Written by Bonnie Dodd - Charles Mitchell
Recorded by Hank Snow

If it's wrong to love you wrong I'll alway be
Though the world may scorn me darling
amid despair
We slumber safely 'til the morrow
Though e'en by men outcast reviled

Oh maiden
See a maiden sorrow
Oh mother hear a suppliant child
CAST AWAY BY DARKNESS
IT'S TIME TO LET YOU KNOW
VOICES OF MANY SOLDIERS
ARISE TEN THOUSAND THRONES

THEIR JUST TURNED AWAY, THEIR TOLD THAT
In darkness
Underneath
The above
Swordbearer
Son of a tornado
He lies in the slumber of (dark) clouds

Born by a thought
He flies through