"And this is why Julian and Rebecca never go to the theatre ..."

[bloodlines]

[Just a teaser to the upcoming journal entry. Ahhh ... the theatre. With all due apologies to Jonathan Larsen and the cast of RENT ... with that in mind (and knowing how twisted mine can be), I give you the following. "Seasons of Love", Requiem Style.]

SEASONS OF BLOOD


Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments for fear.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you recall, recall a year?

In victims, in risings, in midnights
In tribulations
In trials, in coils, in slaughter, in strife.

In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you recall
A year of Unlife?

How about BLOOD?
How about BLOOD?
How about BLOOD? Recall the BLOOD …
Seasons of BLOOD.
Seasons of BLOOD.

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes!
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Schemes to plan.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you recall unlife
if you’re one of the damned?

In truths that we learned,
Or in times that we lied,
In bridges we burned,
Or the ways that we died.

It's time now to lash out,
Cuz' the struggle never ends
Let's calculate
Remember a year the fog often rends.
Remember the BLOOD!
Remember the BLOOD!
Remember the BLOOD

Measured in BLOOD
Seasons of BLOOD!
Seasons of BLOOD.

Oh you got to remember the blood,
You know that blood is a curse from up above
Shed blood, take blood, spend blood
Measure, measure Unlife in blood.