Melmoth's serenade (2020)

And so

Melmoth the Wanderer

became Melmoth, the Singer of Sorrows

It may sound glamorous

but it's a lonely life,

and the wandering plays havoc with your feet

For I – am she

The punished one

Condemned to bear witness through melody

And all for a spot of blasphemy

_To the audience_

Stay!

I know your secrets

I see the shame that torments you at night

Do not be afraid

I promise deliverance

For Melmoth never abandons her friends in misfortune

So

Will you take my hand?

Will you come with me?

Will you consent?