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|title = "'''A Twilight Carol'''" |
|title = "'''A Twilight Carol'''" |
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|date = December 24, 2019 |
|date = December 24, 2019 |
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|singers = [[Utatane Piko]] and [[Fukase]] |
|singers = [[Utatane Piko]] and [[Fukase]] |
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|producers = [[anakin]] (music, illust) |
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Background
“Merry Christmas! Be a good kid or else he'll come for you!”
—author's comment
"A Twilight Carol" is a song featuring Utatane Piko and Fukase by anakin.
Lyrics
Children of night, have you heard tale
Of Krampus the horned beast of a wintery hell
Jolly St. Nick has his demons too
Instead of bringing bright lights
He’ll bring you fright
Soon they will see if they don’t believe
For eternity
They’ll never be someone that is free
Unable to leave
On Christmas night, an awful sight
Sent them to hell, ringing the bell
All night he roams to every home
Punish to the bad, feeling so sad
Gather around for you might feel the last
Time you’ll get to see light come to pass
When he comes he will take all the bad
Children into his cold wintry grasp
Hark the herald, the angels might sing
But Krampus’ at work, oh just what could he bring
Large pointed horns, dagger-like claws
Santa Claus will not fly
Naught children will be sent down to hell
So sing and smile, or he might take you now
Gather around for you might feel the last
Time you’ll get to see light come to pass
When he comes he will take all the bad
Children into his cold wintry
Grasp
Hark how the bells, Sweet silver bells
All seem to say, Throw cares away
Christmas is here, Bringing good cheer
To young and old, Meek and the bold
Oh how they pound, Raising the sound
O'er hill and dale,Telling their tale
Gaily they ring, While people sing
Songs of good cheer, Christmas is here