Vincent - Tim Burton Music by Ivano Desiato

Vincent Malloy is seven years old, He's always polite and does what he's told. For a boy his age, he's considerate and nice But he wants to be just like Vincent Price. He doesn't mind living with  his sister, dog, and cats Though he'd rather share a  home with spiders and bats, There he could reflect on  the horrors he has invented and wander dark hallways alone and tormented. Vincent is nice when his aunt comes to see him But imagines dipping her  in wax for his wax museum. He likes to experime

nt on his dog Abercrombie In the hopes of creating a horrible zombie So he and his horrible zombie dog could go searching for victims in the London fog. His thoughts aren't only of ghoulish crime, He likes to paint and read  to pass some of the time. While other kids read books like "Go Jane Go", Vincent's favorite author is Edgar Allan Poe. One night while reading a gruesome tale he read a passage that made him turn pale, Such horrible news he could not survive For his beautiful wife had been b

uried alive. He dug out her grave to make sure she was dead Unaware that her grave was  his mother's flower bed. His mother sent Vincent off to his room, He knew he'd been banished to the tower of doom where he was sentenced to  spend the rest of his life alone with the portrait of his beautiful wife. While alone and insane incased in his doom Vincent's mother burst suddenly into the room. She said, "If you want, you can go out and play It's sunny outside and a beautiful day." Vincent tried to t

alk but he just couldn't speak, the years of isolation had made him quite weak. So he took out some paper and scrawled with a pen: "I'm possessed by this house  and can never leave it again." His mother said, "You are not  possessed and you are not almost dead. These games that you play are all in your head. You are not Vincent Price, you're Vincent Malloy, You're not tormented or insane,  you're just a young boy. You're seven years old, and you are my son, I want you to get outside and have som

e real fun." Her anger now spent, she  walked out through the hall While Vincent backed slowly against the wall. The room started to sway, to shiver and creak, His horrored insanity had reached its peak. He saw Abercrombie, his zombie slave and heard his wife call from beyond the grave, She spoke through her coffin  and made ghoulish demands While through cracking walls  reached skeleton hands. Every horror in his life that  had crept through his dreams swept his mad laughter to terrified scream

s. To escape the badness, he reached for the door but fell limp and lifeless down on the floor. His voice was soft and very slow As he quoted "The Raven" from Edgar Allan Poe: "And my soul from out that shadow  that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted...Nevermore."