An Old Knives’ Tale
lyrics by Jason Amelio, Aaron Levitz and Daniel Flores
music by the Velveteen Band

(spoken)
You want to hear THAT story? All right.
…you didn’t hear it from me.

Can’t see the blue through
this gloomy grey storm.
The fog’s nearly solid
and taking dark form.

Faces emerging
bright eyes and teeth
the fog keeps on rolling
we’re trapped underneath.

a rusty old knife
a scream from below
nowhere to hide
nowhere to go

It pulls us inside;
a grim undertow!
nowhere to hide!
nowhere… to… go!

Laughter like thunder –
We’re not alone.
The crusty hag’s entrance
chills us to the bone.

The pious among us
start praying for grace.
A terrible smile splits her
weathered old face.

Time… stops.
Our muscles lock tight.
We can’t even shiver,
or cower in fright.

A rusty old knife!
A scream from below!
Nowhere to hide!
Nowhere to go!

For all that we cried
And all that we know
there’s nowhere to hide
Nowhere to go.

Our tears are all dried
we’ve given up hope!
Nowhere to hide!
Nowhere to go!

Our prayers are denied!
There’s no saving throw!
Nowhere to hide!
Nowhere to go!

The witch said “Now choose”
and she pointed at me.
“your life or your crew’s?
now which will it be?”

who gets to live:
is it me or the crew?
it’s one life for many,
now what would you do?
…you’d kill them all too.

A rusty old knife!
A gruesome tableaux!
Nowhere to hide!
Nowhere to go!

How would you decide…
whose blood would flow?
Nowhere to hide!
Nowhere to go!

Nowhere to hide!
Nowhere to go!

Nowhere to hide!
Nowhere to go!