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Cadaverine
03:22
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the time has come
to leave this ground
for i have gone
in depth i'm bound -
the time has come
to leave this earth
for i have gone
insane, unearthly
i flied beyond
our system, stars
i cried when learned
that i am blank
black god
so long i long
so long alone
cadaverine i've swallowed
on the night i've felt so hollowed
cadaverine is thing
that burns my minds
i'm seeing him
the time has come
to reach the stars
i'm crumbled in
this hollow grounds
i wish that those
already gone
will reach thier bones
for me, when done
they greet
they meet
they say
"how sweet"
so deep
nice pit
i spit
and bleed
cadaverine
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Autumn's dim lights
01:51
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autumn's dim lights,
shallow grim fights -
(they) though are weak
yet still are bleak
two steps -
brisk.
your blade -
crisp -
down on
wrist.
triste.
contaminate the sky
with the murky cloud,
wind.
let my spirit fly
hide my body blind
in the water, bog
i'll cry till Earth collides...
haunting dim autumn's lights...
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Death & decay
01:37
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death and decay
cadaverous smell
there is no heaven
there is no hell
cold bitter mound
with you earth's crowned
show me my love
sweet death above
listen to me
don't let me be
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this life
- alone
behind the walls
bleached lifeless fours
i hear
just groans
and moans
in sleep
so deep
drop dead
off-beat
repeat
repeat
repeat
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Social darwinism
02:37
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Twilight
02:35
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8. |
Satan loves me...
02:18
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9. |
Delia Derbyshire
01:29
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Death lullaby
03:51
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On Satur(n)days we used to sleep all motionless and still ...-While shrouded in an oppressive gloom we're handed over to the dream. A sleep so dark, this "Moon by Day", of powers strange and weird, through mystic veils her silver rays are glowing carefully. Woven of dewdrops and magical light, this gown that we're wearing here is but a cloth of mist and we used to call it "The Breath of the Other Sphere"...
We are floating, flying, incredibly fast, the world of the thought gives birth to this life. Free to remember, to discover and feel as were closely together in our parallel flight. While beyond the gates our bodies lay next to each other in fragile rest, two chests are lifted up and down, moved only by some mortal breath. Yes, our bodies are sleeping so closely together, but it's only in our minds that we touch (at last). In the realm of the spirit(s) our souls become one in the happy knowledge that we are completing halfs.
No bodies and no barriers ...- (all) far more intimate and strange. Our understanding is clearer, incomparably real, although there is no sound that dares to escape ... His eyes are mirrors, gates to his soul, one true look and I recognize that it's him, my husband, the one that I love. See me! Read me! Step inside !!! No barriers and no masquerade, come, be received beyond distress! So intensively and so deep as our fingers unite, our hands caress.
Two wanderers are lovingly dwelling this land, (as) we fly side by side over mountains and glens. In the twilight lit of the silver moon... set free from the flesh, released from this tomb!
On Satur(n)days we used to sleep, the other side exploring, a life from our dreams ... Free from the pain, home where we belong ... guarded by the shadows of the enchanted realm. Below a violet sky, both dark and profound, the horizon is glitt'ring, still there is no sound. We fly through the night crossing frontiers and lakes, mountains and valleys ... world without end. "This is where we truly belong, take both my hands, look into my soul !" I feel the strength of his embrace as we're closely together in this secret place
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"Hush, hush, my Dear, can you hear the rustling in the Undergrowth? See through the branches, there in the glade: ghostly creatures as they dance and sing. Their transparent bodies, half man and half beast, their voices so sweet like a soft breath of wind. On Satur(n)days we used to sleep, and my pain was eased by his love..."
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12. |
Pieces
02:21
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Zet Broke Artt Russia
Sup goths, i won't stop till i live, which of course could change any moment!!!
Because i'm whacked in the head, the call it personality disorder of some kind, I'm mentally ill they say...that's true sadly
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