Shadows of Wednesday

Pale face, like moonlight, 
The scythe-gallows are the shadow of centuries. 
Black silk, dawn collar, 
The look is emotionless, but there are answers in it. 
Beheads dolls, writes poetry to spiders, 
The Bermuda triangle in her notebook is a temple. 
Nevermore School — its labyrinth, 
He solves mysteries like an ancient manuscript. 
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Wednesday, Wednesday — there's a blizzard in the heart of the night, 
With the sword of truth, he will cut through the bed of betrayal. 
She's not afraid of hell or ice., 
Her family is a fortress, and her love is as strong as pitch. 
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The cello cries to the beat of her soul, 
The Italian whispers, "Machiavelli, listen." 
A psychic sees a lie through time, 
He'll raise a spider, set his brother on fire. 
Is he avenging Pugsley, is his father going to prison? 
Her plan is as flawless as a steel chisel. 
He's writing a book to outshine Shelley., 
At nineteen? No, sixteen is enough for her! 
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Wednesday, Wednesday — there's a blizzard in the heart of the night, 
With the sword of truth, he will cut through the bed of betrayal. 
She's not afraid of hell or ice., 
Her family is a fortress, and her love is as strong as pitch. 
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Morticia said: "Trust the visions", 
The shadow of Calpurnia in the windows is their shared secret. 
The flame of the past, the future through thorns, 
Wednesday is not a child, but still not an adult skeleton. 
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The black raven screams: "Nevermore!", 
But her laughter is quieter than footsteps in the courtyard. 
She is the daughter of darkness, but a star shines in her., 
Wednesday Addams: No fear, no shame. 
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Marie Antoinette… Off with your head. 
Family, death, and spiders are my peace.
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Песня созданная на основании данного произведения опубликована на всех музыкальных площадках артистом Excallibur SAi (песня "Shadows of Wednesday").