One Dark Night

Another for the Neon Brainiacs Podcast Unofficial OST, which is an attempt to write a song inspired (no matter how loosely) by the film covered on each episode. This week was the 1982 film “One Dark Night”, like most of these the title is the only thing that influenced the song, here becoming a song about a serial killer who imagines himself a performance artist.

Lyrics

Verse:
One dark night, she hears footsteps drawing near,
In the alleyways of the city, where the shadows leer.
A creature of the darkness dressed in a human guise
Paints the streets a crimson hue before morning’s rise.

Verse:
Pools of streetlight can not hold the darkness at bay,
Another morbid work is crafted for the dawn’s display.
Scarlet cries become the muse for his macabre creation,
A performance he puts on to feed the public’s fascination.

Chorus:
One dark night, beyond the city’s gleaming light,
Sculpting from the shadows, a vision just outside of sight.
Butcher’s tools wielded with a craftsman’s skill,
Another gruesome masterpiece birthed in the chill of one dark night.

Verse:
Another final moment frozen within traumas clasp,
Passing seconds evoke hours in the killers grasp
Her pleas into the shadows consumed by the stiffed air
As her breath and her life are taken by her fear.

Verse:
When daybreak lifts the curtain on his chilling deed,
From the fringe, he watches as his patrons feed.
Awestruck faces, gawk the addition to district’s streets,
The murmurs and the whispers like applause for his feat.

Chorus:
One dark night, just outside of the city’s gaze,
A spectacle emerged to shock as well as amaze.
Motives in the violence a constant debate,
Anticipation building for the next time he creates on one dark night.

Bridge:
His blade a brush, the vulnerable his muse,
City shadows form a canvas for his gruesome views.
Driven by the whispers that feed his need for renown,
He’s back in the streets for the urge he can’t keep down

Outro:
One dark night, beneath the city’s pall,
In the silence, you can hear the whispers call.
In fear and fascination, they all play a role,
Awaiting the new piece revealed when dawn again rolls over one dark night.