A dark, atmospheric tune with a horror vibe, where I whisper in the darkness. My little homage to William Blake (1757-1827). To appear in the Apskaft Present: Volume 5 compilation. https://apskaft.bandcamp.com/track/the-tyger

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Quantum Prana: vocals, guitar, fretless bass, drum programming, lyrics adaptation
Second Order Effects: keyboards
Produced by Quantum Prana
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Lyrics adapted from the poem “The Tyger” by William Blake (1794):

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?

What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night

When the stars / threw down their spears
And water’d heaven / with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made / the Lamb / make thee?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

Tyger Tyger, burning bright

When the stars / threw down their spears
And water’d heaven / with their tears
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?