Comus – Song To Comus
British progressive folk band “Comus”.
Fourth track from their first album “First Utterance” (1971).
Official website: http://comusmusic.co.uk/
This is a very obscure band and a very obscure song.
I hope you like it :).
Bright the sunlight, summer day
Comus wakes, he starts to play
Virgin fair, smile so sweet
Comus’ heart begins to beat
Rise up Comus, sing your song
Bewitch the maiden, the day is long
Cast your spell, sweet music crack
Her virtuous shell
Enchanted damsel, curious ear
Comus’ music dispel all fear
Dainty feet, they skip so light
Comus laughs, soon comes the night
Through the forest, dark and deep
She follows Comus’ dancing feet
He moves away the mossy stone
Reveals the cave, Comus’ home
Comus stare, stare, stare
Comus glare, glare, glare
Comus bare, bare, bare
Comus rape, Comus break
Sweet young virgin’s virtue take
Naked flesh, flowing hair
Her terror screams, they cut the air
But no one hears her there
Comes the sunlight, summer day
Comus wakes, he starts to play
Chastity chaser
Virile for the virgin’s virtue
Excite her exciter
You better go
Before you bleed and he hurts you
He chased the chastle
You better leave
If you value your virtue
You better go
Before you bleed and he hurts you
You better leave
If you value your virtue
Virgin fair, smile so sweet
Comus’ heart begins to beat
Enchanted damsel curious ear
Comus’ music dispel all fear
Through the forest, dark and deep
She follows Comus’ dancing feet
He moves away the mossy stone
Reveals the cave, Comus’ home
Misty air, air, air
Comus glare, glare, glare
Comus bare, bare, bare
Chastity chaser
Virile for the virgin’s virtue
Excite her exciter
You better go
Before you bleed and he hurts you
He chased the chastle
You better leave
If you value your virtue
You better go
Before you bleed and he hurts you
You better leave
If you value your virtue
Hymen hunter, hands of steel
Cracks you open
And your red flesh peel
Pain precurior, eyes of fire
Pierce your womb
And push still higher
Comus rape, Comus break
Sweet young virgin’s virtue take
Naked flesh, flowing hair
Her terror screams, they cut the air
But no one hears her there
Comes the sunlight, summer day
Comus wakes, he starts to play.
