What's Still Unwritten... (Song of Illusia)



This song was written and performed in XWP "The Bitter Suite". It is available on XWP Soundtrack Volume Three from Varese Sarabande.


 * Music: Joseph LoDuca
 * Lyrics: Pamela Phillips Oland
 * Michelle Nicastro as Callisto (singing voice)
 * Keith Black, Robert Bugar and Gia Warner as Animals

Lyrics
CALLISTO: Xena be warned, Xena beware! By closing your eyes you'll see what isn't there Xena be calm, open your eyes Lies may be truth, and truth may be lies

Fate is a wheel, it will reveal All you've become, all that you feel

Destiny knows what has to be And you'll pay the price, nothing is free

I'll be your guide, take the hand of your muse You just might lose your way in the land of Illusia!

Illusia is music, a world built on rhyme It's carved out of space in the absence of time You've tasted how evil and good coexist The bitter and sweet of it

DOG: All in the lips that you kissed...ahhh

CALLISTO: Lion and bull, eagle and snake To live or die It's a choice you've got to make Can you undo what you create Step through the wheel Follow your fate

CHORUS OF ANIMALS: The fates have a fix on you We can play tricks on you We deal in truths you're too troubled to face Gamble the worth of you, on the rebirth of you Don't turn away, don't start to fade What's still unwritten... You can erase

CALLISTO: Your villainous infamy tortures your soul Decent into evil must levy its toll The darkness that rots you has brought you to this

SNAKE: Surrender serenity, suffer sweet misery Sin seeks its cursed abyss

ANUBIS: Oh Xena, with death there is always rebirth

SPHINX: Come see with a vision denied you on earth

CALLISTO: Illusia is waiting, we'll show you the way But all consequences are your own creation And there is a price you must pay

CHORUS OF ANIMALS: The fates have a fix on you We can play tricks on you We deal in truths you're too troubled to face Gamble the worth of you. on the rebirth of you Now is the time this is the place

CALLISTO: What's still unwritten you can erase

CHORUS OF ANIMALS: Illusia is music a world built on rhyme It's carved out of space in the absence of--