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A Gothic Lovesong (For N.) Lyrics
I'm clicking your fingers for a gothic twilight
that actually existed just in your head
your fingernails painted black
or bloodred
I forget
And your fake-leather volumes
jabbering on hell
manifest decadence was what you hoped to exhail
your eyes tried so hard to glitter
A star-snuffing black
so you opened your books
and you opened your legs
and so opened your heart
and let in the badness
you claimed
as your friend
with un-angels hovering
like flies round the ordure
that had covered your soul
their empire increasing
and your country
deserted by yourself
The bells of St. Mary call us to remember
that life is with end
and the gestures can kill us
moreover destroy
and there is one jugdement only
Your letters came daily
in French or in German
but they meant to me nothing
I caught the slow cords
and dry ice fogging your mind
I see all too clearly now
why you could be discarded
and though I could pray for you
I probably shan't
having had my cup filled up
with your lies
and your makeup
you were nothing
thinking you're something
And nonetheless I still write this gothic lovesong
a sign to myself
and the memory of my past
I still write this gothic lovesong
and the memory of my past
and a way to shut out your face
that actually existed just in your head
your fingernails painted black
or bloodred
I forget
jabbering on hell
manifest decadence was what you hoped to exhail
your eyes tried so hard to glitter
so you opened your books
and you opened your legs
and so opened your heart
and let in the badness
you claimed
as your friend
with un-angels hovering
like flies round the ordure
that had covered your soul
their empire increasing
and your country
deserted by yourself
that life is with end
and the gestures can kill us
moreover destroy
and there is one jugdement only
in French or in German
but they meant to me nothing
I caught the slow cords
and dry ice fogging your mind
I see all too clearly now
why you could be discarded
and though I could pray for you
I probably shan't
having had my cup filled up
with your lies
and your makeup
you were nothing
thinking you're something
a sign to myself
and the memory of my past
I still write this gothic lovesong
and the memory of my past
and a way to shut out your face
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why doesn´t anyone says something about this song?
I like David Tibet's work. I'll post "Lucifer Over London", "Panzer Rune", and "(Falling Back in) Fields of Rape".
This song is David Michaels' denunciation of his former self. I'm a little uncertain of the timeline involved, but I suppose this was prior to his serious involvement in his present expression of religion, during that "upside down tree of life" phase.
When I first heard this song, it sounded to me like a joke. The way he sings it... Is it serious or not?
Maybe it's a response of sorts or update to the earlier song "Horsey": that one seemed in part a metaphor for heroin addiction, with this one being more a direct jab at people like Boyd Rice.
hmmmm... i can't hear anything giving thoughts about him being unserious when i listen to the song, but i don't know who N. is, does anyone here know?
N could be for Noddy.
Interesting lyrics !
nothing about drugs here. He's just loughing about gothic people. How they need to grow up and find the light. And for a previous comment, "fields of rape" is a song from Death in June. cheers.
Wow, I had never thought about drugs listening to this song, that's interesting! To me, the lyrics to it refer to a certain person.. However, it could also be about pretending or trying too hard to be somebody.
Incredible song!!