Arnold Schoenberg - Pierrot Lunaire (The Moonsick Pierrot)
or
Bèla Bàrtok - Bluebeards Castle
Both of these pieces are immensely scary. Pierrot Lunaire involves a clown called Pierrot moving through images of torture and death...accompanied by the atonal and chaotic music, these become more real than anything Cannibal Corpse or Cryptopsy could have done. Here are some excerpts;
1. Moondrunk
The wine we drink through the eyes
The moon pours down at night in waves,
And a flood tide overflows
The silent horizon.
Longings beyond number, gruesome sweet frissons,
Swim through the flood.
The wine we drink through the eyes
The moon pours down at night in waves.
The poet, slave to devotion,
Drunk on the sacred liquor,
Enraptured, turns his face to Heaven
And staggering sucks and slurps
The wine we drink through the eyes.
11. Red Mass
At the gruesome Eucharist,
In golden glitter,
In flickering candlelight,
To the altar comes-Pierrot!
His hand, consecrated to God,
Tears open the priestly robes
At the gruesome Eucharist,
In golden glitter.
Signing the cross,
He shows the suffering souls
The dripping red Host:
His heart-in bloody fingers-
At the gruesome Eucharist.
16. Practical Joke
Into the gleaming pate of Cassander,
Who's crying bloody murder,
Pierrot drills with a disingenuous air,
Gently, with a trepan [skull-borer]!
Then tamps in with his finger
His genuine Turkish tobacco
Into the gleaming pate of Cassander,
Who's crying bloody murder.
Then screws a cherry pipestem
Into the bald spot behind
And smugly puffs away on
His genuine Turkish tobacco
From the gleaming pate of Cassander.