Rosso

This is a combination of spoken word and singing. The stuff in quote marks is spoken, the rest is sung:

“I know a secret. Not many people know about it. I wish I didn’t either. I don’t like to talk about it.”

“When a dream becomes reality, fantasy is lost. Spirit, shifted, energy, slipped out of your grasp. You become power hungry, and your dream-like state disintegrates.”

“This is the story of Jack, the medorthophobic sex maniac.”

“He always craved intercourse, but, when he finally got it, he was scared he might get an erection.”

Fear of the wind and the rain leads to fear of the light,
Constantly bounding along in the shape of the night.

“Times grew tougher for Jack, frustration set in, embedding anger into his head. Soon the sex maniac was to turn.”

Seek the advice of the man with a metal fake arm
“Leave all your sisters” he said “You’ll commit them no harm.”
Follow the path from the night and step into the day
(Listen to your heart, don’t go, be afraid)
Lead from your fear, repent into sanity’s way.

“As Jack returned to his senses, he realised this man was not supernatural, but instead, his father.”

Look into my eyes, and tell me what you see
Can you find your way into my soul?
Fight all your pain, as our karma complains
And our quest reaches penultimate goal.