Letra de The Malgaard Suite (Live in 1972)
In 1972, Comus began the process of writing new material For the follow-up album to First Utterance The material was planned as a suite consisting of two sections It was called The Malgaard SuiteThe basic story was of a beautiful young maiden Beguiled and held captive by a powerful warlock ogre called Malgaard The first section evolved into a 15 minute continuous piece We played it at a number of gigs But when it was offered to Dawn Records as the basis of the new album They suggested cutting it down to 3 minutes and wanted a single The second section was only completed Just before the band split up in September of '72 And was never recorded or performedWhat you're about to hear Is the only known recording of Comus playing the first section It was recorded on a Sony cassette recorder At a university in 1972 by Andy Wall He rediscovered it a couple of years ago and passed it onto us Time and neglect have not been kind to the original cassette And the audio quality is not good Despite a careful renovation by Jonny Seagroatt This, then, is the title track from Comus' lost second albumSerene, she shimmers Shine sheen, and a shimmer Bright light, he sighs 'Neath your gleam, I'm a glimmer, me a dream, I'm much grimmer a sightWarm shafts of her glory radiated towards me, and she goes With a sigh (Don't worry or fear) Went too high (Our parting is near) And when, with her foot upon its prey Bore her life awayCherish our meeting, don't mourn the past (Weak she lay, spirit ebbed each day) Lonely we may be, yet dream a love (Weak she lay, spirit ebbed each day)We buried her deep 'neath the chill of the ice-frozen ground! Cherish our meeting, don't mourn the past After we're torn away, strangle me through the dark clouds! (Cherish our meeting, don't mourn the past)Grave decay in our hearts were made She shrouds my blazing memory bank She flies, in the presence of the dark Her voice weaves pulsing patterns behind my eyesHer voice weaves pulsing patterns behind my eyes Distorts the twisting torture in disguise Warps the contoured vortex out of sight The carving bolts asunder through the skiesHovering her phantom spirit visible to him and me She'd ring all the bells for life tonight She'd keep up her love, she'd surely die Malgaard the magician in his ogre dominion of Ebon For he will be covered in jealousy, with her passion's coming destinyStraight from the mountain From playing with luck in the fountain Chatting and gloating and leering, we lo Dominion of Malgaard from EbonChilled blue is our peace The murky swampland reeks (Who could hear a sound, from the marshy ground) (Who could hear a sound, from the marshy ground) Alight the mire to see (With heart aglow, with heart aglow) (With heart aglow, with heart aglow) Through the mist, the sharp blue sea heralding the barren lairI wake to find ropes that tightly bind He leads a horse on a crooked course Past dale and farm with all alarm No sorrow when, tomorrow thenPraying more things grow, reach heaven snow Leave more aglow Praying more things grow, reach heaven snow Leave more aglow Praying more things grow, reach heaven snow Leave more aglow, leave more aglow Leave more aglow, leave more aglow Leave more aglow, leave more aglow Leave more aglowBlack gates, lock the secret of ages Hold thy fate, the electric sky rages Still we wait, as the door gapes asunder Through the work of the ancient godsShe steps from the rocky cliffs A danger spot, with the grey cliffs over her A distant overhang The Earth, regardless, starts shuddering The feeling from a daze meets Malgaard's sudden gazeHis voice, like thunder 'cross the everglades He rises from the gate, a chill wind generates Naïve, to think you could betray the king Her love the wicked take, she lies beneath the lake She lies beneath the lake, she lies beneath the lake She lies beneath the lake!Condition, my captivity Lady claims my date now and it's tonight Aware to liven her before it's too late So I might head to her domain Her enveloped in white winter's throes I come upon the lake, clearly she's not dead Her image fades, an ambiguous fate And I might head to her domainIce incarcerate, surface impregnate, shine or desecrate Splintering the shell Conjurer create, surface radiate, form disintegrate Shattering the shell Ice incarcerate, surface impregnate, shine or desecrate Splintering the shell Conjurer create, surface radiate, form disintegrate Shattering the shellCan you hear, all that fire? In my heart, and need, gathering Oh, I know nothing that's quite undying She grace her tomb, ice carnal womb I break the surface, shatter the curse, her body exhumed The spell disperses with a conjured ripple, hope consumedAnd all the birds have flown From the skies, to my eyes Flying, far away He cannot wait, Malgaard must date Depravity, suffer to me For I know, that I must die, aloneStraight from the mountain From playing with luck in the fountain Chatting and gloating and leering, we lo Dominion of Malgaard from EbonWho could hear a sound, from the marshy ground Who could hear a sound, from the marshy ground With heart aglow, with heart aglow With heart aglow, with heart aglow Who could hear a sound, from the marshy ground With heart aglow, With heart aglow, With heart aglow With heart aglowThere stood before us, a jewel from a time old Long before the age of the ancient gods The carving bolts asunder through a splay Grim gates foreboding wonder, take me away