Blackbriar - Madwoman in the Attic (Official Audio)

Our Mortal Remains EP is now available on Spotify, iTunes, Amazon, Google Play, and all other music platforms. Get your physical copy of the new CD now at https://store.blackbriarmusic.com/ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Madwoman in the Attic", is the fourth song on the EP "Our Mortal Remains" Like and follow us on social media: Facebook:   / blackbriarmusic​   Instagram:   / blackbriarmusic​   Would you like to support us? Merchandise: http://store.blackbriarmusic.com/​ Patreon:   / zoracock   ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Blackbriar: Zora Cock : Vocals Bart Winters - Guitars Robin Koezen - Guitars Frank Akkerman - Bassguitar René Boxem - Drums Ruben Wijga - Keyboards Music written by: René Boxem, Bart Winters, Frank Akkerman, Robin Koezen & Ruben Wijga. Lyrics & Melody written by: Zora Cock Produced, Mixed & Mastered by: Joost van den Broek @ Sandlane Recording Facilities, NL. -------------------------------------------------------- "Madwoman in the Attic" Lyrics: -------------------------------------------------------- There are two sides to every story Do you want to hear my version of the allegory? I used to be beautiful and enigmatic Now they call me the madwoman in the attic Well, I sure as hell am mad I tried to warn you, my foolish replacement So you wouldn’t turn to be the madwoman in the basement You loathed my free spirit And locked me up so you could kill it My crimes being self-willed and decadent Wouldn't you turn malevolent? I'm going to burn it all, I'm going to burn down Thornfield Hall I tried to warn you, my foolish replacement So you wouldn’t turn to be the madwoman in the basement Madwoman, madwoman, madwoman in the attic A strange wild animal, a beast, a manic Madwoman, madwoman, madwoman in the attic A strange wild animal, a beast, a manic Madwoman, madwoman, madwoman in the attic A strange wild animal, a beast, a manic I tried to warn you, my foolish replacement So you wouldn’t turn to be the madwoman in the basement