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Tower of Hate

from A Lounge Full of Demons by Bert Honour

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Tower of Hate

Reinvigorated by his ill-conceived growing self-assurance, he launches into a number lamenting his, and the rest of the room’s, current circumstance. Despite its lyrics, the upbeat nature of the song manages to rouse the room and the night reaches a crescendo of sorts. The dance-floor ebbs and flows, and feet traverse over broken glass and spilt fluids. Even the Angels temporarily lose their inhibitions and begin to feel a crumb of empathy with the troubled Performer.

The band and their ringmaster have also finally achieved a parity, or something close to it. A few moments of awkward eye contact between those on stage creates a sense of togetherness that was perhaps missing before. Meanwhile, the Devils and Angels are oblivious to this as they are far more concerned with their own delicate circumstances. Time is accelerating fast and this is the point of the night where battles are won or lost. Many of the Angels’ eyes are scouting for exits, whereas The Devils’ are focused elsewhere.

The smallest round of applause greets the climax of the number. The Performer is even tempted to bow or at least take a second to enjoy the moment, but he decides against this and requests one final drink for the evening. He sleuths back to his familiar stool at the piano’s edge, knowing that it’s all downhill from here.

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I’m trapped in this tower of hate
My mind has been locked away
I call this place my home
But I’ve been here too long
I'm trapped in my tower of hate

You may think I’m acting all naïve
Proclaiming that there’s no chance of reprieve
My shackles; these ones, they can’t be seen
Just a slave to this vile morality

I’m trapped in this tower of hate
My mind has been locked away
I call this place my home
But I’ve been here too long
I'm trapped in my tower of hate

So, please lend a friend a helping hand
To emancipate this truly loveless man
Then scale these bile-covered walls
You’re not the only soul to answer my call
Take down one prophet at a time
Make them pay for each and every crime
Strike the king down from his throne
There’s no chance that we’re doing this alone

I’m trapped in this tower of hate
My mind has been locked away
I call this place my home
But I’ve been here too long
I'm trapped in my tower of hate

We’re trapped in this tower
We’re never coming back
We’re trapped in this tower
Preparing for attack

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from A Lounge Full of Demons, released March 22, 2021

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Bert Honour Oxford, UK

Singer-songwriter from Oxfordshire.

Misguided, wayward and fueled by whisky. Breaker of strings, glasses and eardrums.

Primarily a songwriter and author, Bert is also a mediocre singer, guitarist, pianist and harmonica-ist. ... more

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