oh mister emory

Singer:madame macabre

oh gather round here

this news you must hear

a warning death knell

whimsical though

may it keep you well

beyond the oak tree

they're moving silently

pray never go there

lest we recall that regrettable affair

oh mr. emory a sad

sad one

a jack of many but an ace of none

oh mr. emory your plan was flawed

you reap what you sow when you try to play god

set us free

oh set us free

the cursed art of emory

you're hurting us but you can't see

until the sword is turned on thee

we're coming

yes we're coming

we're breaking through the walls

we're coming

yes we're coming

birthed in the fire of this cursed hall

for years he did stray

in lands so far away

but he returned again

and that's when the mischief all began

he seemed much older

spirits grew colder

a strange new power

fell in his hands and the praise he did devour

oh mr. emory a sad

sad start

you gained such riches but you lost your heart

oh mr. emory your craft you abuse

the lives you create are the ones you set loose

set us free

oh set us free

the cursed art of emory

you're hurting us but you can't see

until the sword is turned on thee

we're coming

yes we're coming

we're breaking through the walls

we're coming

yes we're coming

birthed in the fire of this cursed hall

he was drunk with power

you see? he had gained the ability to create life! anything he drew with that cursed stick would spring into creation upon that very surface. such an amazing gift! but he abused it. he tortured those creations. and one day he paid for it. a door was drawn

and they all came spilling through. rumors have it

they're still lurking about even today. how do i know all this? hahaha

take a closer look. set us free

oh set us free

the cursed art of emory

you're hurting us but you can't see

until the sword is turned on thee

we're coming

yes we're coming

we're breaking through the walls

we're coming

yes we're coming

birthed in the fire of this cursed hall

we're coming

yes we're coming

we're breaking through the walls

we're coming

yes we're coming

born in the flames that released us all

Lyric Context: oh mister emory - madame macabre