Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nap Eyes
Performer
Nigel Chapman
Vocals
Brad Loughead
Guitar
Josh Salter
Synthesizer
Brad Labelle
Synthesizer
Seamus Dalton
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nigel Chapman
Songwriter
Brad Loughead
Songwriter
Josh Salter
Songwriter
Seamus Dalton
Songwriter
D.M. Thomas
Translation
Alexander Pushkin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nap Eyes
Producer
Josh Salter
Cover Art
Josh Bonati
Mastering Engineer
René Wilson
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
The moon, through total darkness, hurrying
Illuminates the snow in flight
Clouds are whirling, clouds are scurrying
Dark is the sky, and dark, the night
[Verse 1]
Across the open plain, I'm driven
The little bell goes, "Ding-ding-ding"
By holy dread, my soul is riven
Such emptiness is gathering
"Coachman, drive them faster, faster!"
"Can't, sir, they're too tired, you see
I'm blinded by the blizzard, master
The roads are drifting heavily
Can't see the horses, lost the track, sir
We're done for, we'll be frozen, whey!
Some demon's got us, that's a fact, sir!
A demon's leading us astray"
[Verse 2]
"Look, there he is! He's teasing, blowing
Spitting at me, Lord! This one's mean
He's scared the horses, they'll be going
Headlong into some damned ravine
He's right in front, Lord, isn't he frightening!
Dressed like a milestone, bloody queer
And there he goes, off again, like lightning!
God save us, master, that was near"
[Chorus]
The moon, through total darkness, hurrying
Illuminates the snow in flight
Clouds are whirling, clouds are scurrying
Dark is the sky, and dark the night
[Verse 3]
We lurch in circles, strength declining
Suddenly silent is the bell
The team has halted, "What's that shining?"
"Tree-stump or wolf, sir, who can tell?"
[Verse 4]
The storm is howling, the storm is crying
Drives itself harder in despair
The horses snort, away he's flying
Only his eyes in the grey murk flare
The horses strain upon their traces
The little bell goes, "Ding-ding-ding"
I see, amidst the endless spaces
A host of spirits, gathering
[Verse 5]
Numberless and formless devils
In the blizzard's moonlit haze
And twirling in their murky revels
As leaves swirl in November days
So many! So many! And being carried
Whither? Why do they plaintively sing?
Is there a witch who's getting married?
Some goblin, are they burying?
[Chorus]
The moon, through total darkness, hurrying
Illuminates the snow in flight
Clouds are whirling, clouds are scurrying
Dark is the sky, and dark,the night
[Outro]
Swarm upon swarm of demons, streaking
On through this limbo without end
And with their plaintive howls and shrieking
They pounce upon my heart, and rend
Written by: Brad Loughead, D.M. Thomas, Josh Salter, Nigel Chapman, Seamus Dalton, Александр Сергеевич Пушкин