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This is the second in a series of collaborations between Mystified and myself under the working title "Lady of the Lake." This one is from the opera I was working on entitled "Merlyn."
Merlyn is about age 45 in this story, a druid and kingmaker, who is lover to the Lady of the Lake. The Lady is the head priestess of a female religious enclave, a bastion of ancient celtic traditions, and a threat to the emerging "conservative" Roman Catholic order. The Lady and nearly all of her fellow priestesses are murdered, slaughter brutally, in a sweep of the countryside meant to purge Britain of all pagan influences; which meant, also, a silencing of all female and non-roman power centers. This scene takes place just before this slaughter. The Lady knows what is about to happen, but will not run, even though she urges Merlyn to. This track does not include the possible spoken dialogue between them.
What we wanted to accomplish with this is a true sense of womanly seductive passion, but one completely different than what is normally associated with the word "seduction." A passion based in devotion, surrender, beauty, and a sense of holiness. I think Mystified succeeds brilliantly. She sings not only the part of The Lady (both her thoughts and her words), but also the other women surrounding them who are living through the two of them at that moment, vicariously.
Image: Love Among the Ruins by Burne-Jones
Other collaborations with Mystified:
Lady of the Lake
Merlyn is about age 45 in this story, a druid and kingmaker, who is lover to the Lady of the Lake. The Lady is the head priestess of a female religious enclave, a bastion of ancient celtic traditions, and a threat to the emerging "conservative" Roman Catholic order. The Lady and nearly all of her fellow priestesses are murdered, slaughter brutally, in a sweep of the countryside meant to purge Britain of all pagan influences; which meant, also, a silencing of all female and non-roman power centers. This scene takes place just before this slaughter. The Lady knows what is about to happen, but will not run, even though she urges Merlyn to. This track does not include the possible spoken dialogue between them.
What we wanted to accomplish with this is a true sense of womanly seductive passion, but one completely different than what is normally associated with the word "seduction." A passion based in devotion, surrender, beauty, and a sense of holiness. I think Mystified succeeds brilliantly. She sings not only the part of The Lady (both her thoughts and her words), but also the other women surrounding them who are living through the two of them at that moment, vicariously.
Image: Love Among the Ruins by Burne-Jones
Other collaborations with Mystified:
Lady of the Lake
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Lyrics
Last Embrace Behind the Wall (I Am Yours)
I, I, I, I am yours, I, I, I am...
Hear the calling. Hear the calling. Oh.
Hear the calling.
Hear me. Hear my love for you that's here, my love. ...
With each footfall... (here, my hands)
each breath... (here, my heart)
you draw near to me... (here, my lips)
near to me. (impart)
I, I, I, I am; I, I, I, I am yours
(Hear my arms.) Hear my eyes. (My hands.)
Hear my arms, (my lips), the forest aching for you.
(Here, my heart.) Hear the life (I'm yours) of the morning,
(hear my life) as you pull the stars from the sky...
I bring you all I have, all I have.
I bring you all I have.
(ah....) I've missed you. [Merlyn enters. They embrace.]
I am yours. (I hear the calling.)
I am yours. (Alive again, again.)
I am yours. (I hear the calling.)
I am alive again, again.
All the prayers, all the grace, fall silent when you arrive...
All the world falls away when I have you and you have me.
(I, I, I, I am, I, I, I am...)
You make me a goddess, a goddess.
You are my god, my god.
Hear my arms, my hands, my lips, they will sing you
Hear my heart in yours, hear my life
I bring you all I have, all I have
I bring you all I have.
Hold me. Hold me. Hold me forever more.
Hold me. Hold me. Hold me forever more.
Cover me like heaven
and make me the world
wrap the stars around me
and know I am yours
Although I see them falling in, the walls I once condemned,
I hear the spears against the shields, the life we can't defend.
Now you must run and you must hide beyond the shadow's reach
and know that there is life again
and love that won't be breached.
I am yours. I am yours. I am, I am, I am yours.
I am yours.
[Merlyn exits. The Lady stays behind with the rest of the hermitage women to face Claudas, the Roman envoy, and certain death. Not to worry, however, she comes back as a ghost, which is a nice theatrical ploy, although not fully appreciated by Merlyn.]
I, I, I, I am yours, I, I, I am...
Hear the calling. Hear the calling. Oh.
Hear the calling.
Hear me. Hear my love for you that's here, my love. ...
With each footfall... (here, my hands)
each breath... (here, my heart)
you draw near to me... (here, my lips)
near to me. (impart)
I, I, I, I am; I, I, I, I am yours
(Hear my arms.) Hear my eyes. (My hands.)
Hear my arms, (my lips), the forest aching for you.
(Here, my heart.) Hear the life (I'm yours) of the morning,
(hear my life) as you pull the stars from the sky...
I bring you all I have, all I have.
I bring you all I have.
(ah....) I've missed you. [Merlyn enters. They embrace.]
I am yours. (I hear the calling.)
I am yours. (Alive again, again.)
I am yours. (I hear the calling.)
I am alive again, again.
All the prayers, all the grace, fall silent when you arrive...
All the world falls away when I have you and you have me.
(I, I, I, I am, I, I, I am...)
You make me a goddess, a goddess.
You are my god, my god.
Hear my arms, my hands, my lips, they will sing you
Hear my heart in yours, hear my life
I bring you all I have, all I have
I bring you all I have.
Hold me. Hold me. Hold me forever more.
Hold me. Hold me. Hold me forever more.
Cover me like heaven
and make me the world
wrap the stars around me
and know I am yours
Although I see them falling in, the walls I once condemned,
I hear the spears against the shields, the life we can't defend.
Now you must run and you must hide beyond the shadow's reach
and know that there is life again
and love that won't be breached.
I am yours. I am yours. I am, I am, I am yours.
I am yours.
[Merlyn exits. The Lady stays behind with the rest of the hermitage women to face Claudas, the Roman envoy, and certain death. Not to worry, however, she comes back as a ghost, which is a nice theatrical ploy, although not fully appreciated by Merlyn.]
springclock
floating and enchanting....i see angels all around