A Game of Domino During The Murder at Babylon

Merlin is happy to present you with two brand new songs: A Game of Domino and Murder at Babylon! You can listen to them by pressing play next to the song titles to the right of this article, by going to our MySpace page or by downloading them in high quality right here. If you want to read the lyrics, click “Read more” below! We’d love to hear what you think, so if you want to drop us a comment in this blog, we’d be happy to hear from you.

In other news, Merlin will be performing at the prestigious Norwegian Wood festival Saturday 14th of June at 2:45pm (CET), if you want to see the show, it will be broadcast live at www.nrk.no/urort. Some time in the future we would also like to perform in the brand new opera building of Oslo, like PJ Harvey did with such a great style.

MURDER AT BABYLON

In an alley by the Spider there’s a pharmacy
Spelled backwards for a small amount of credibility
Guided by a neon cocktail, I’m searching for sound
I’m searching around

Who could it be
Who could it be
Following me

Human dolls on the walls and a corpse on the floor
Vampira in a closet pose a post-hardcore
Pose now she is ready to drain, and she sees
She’s pointing at me
She’s pointing at me

Who could it be
Who could it be
Torturing me

Chop, chop, throw me away
Cut, cut, cut and drain my veins
Come in, cut out
M for Murder at Babylon tonight

Headless men, circling in, getting closer to me
I know from their eyes it’s the moment to scream
Their coats have a bulge in a shape of an axe
I try to relax, I try to relax

I took a hat
Became a cat
Died of disease

Chop, chop, throw me away
Cut, slice, dice and then drain my veins
Come in, cut out
M for Murder at Babylon tonight

Chop, chop, throw me away
Cut, cut, cut and drain my veins
Come in, cut out
M for Merlin at Babylon tonight

A GAME OF DOMINO

Night is in disguise
Can’t see without this fog around my eyes
Man behind the smile is peeking windows
Parents in denial

When the light from the door on top of the stairs
Cracks through the keyhole, oh it scares
more than the darkness from the underground

Every night at 8 PM
He goes downstairs to hide again
Working hard and very late and never to be found

Follow him!
Face in the basement, shame in the basement
I think I’m onto something

Follow him!
Face in the basement, cage in the basement
I think I’m onto something

99 steps down to join the darkness
I can hear no sound
I don’t need my eyes, can see without them
I don’t need your lies

Once rotten seeds, now apple-trees
became hanging trees with swings indeed
Now empty ’cause the kids are never home

Rats are friends, and rats don’t tell
Unless it’s dancer Margarete Zelle
Blow kisses to your killer
Fill the cyanide with love

Follow him!
Face in the basement, hate in the basement
I think I’m onto something

Follow him!
Face in the basement, smell in the basement
I think I’m onto something

Follow him!
Fame in the basement, fame in the basement
I think I’m onto something