Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows ' May I Kiss Your Wound'
May I kiss you wound?
Maybe that will heal my soul.
Free me from this tomb, light my darkness, make me whole!
Let me take your hand, and together we shall fly to a lonely place,
where as "lovers" we can die.
In an land ... so dark ... of seven moons ... eternal night, with a sky
of thousand stars, yet, for us there is no light...- there waits no
light.
αφιερωμενα σε οσα ορφανα μικρακια δε μπορεσα, όσο κι αν προσπάθησα, να τα βοηθησω να ζησουν
...όσα δεν ζήσαμε, αυτά μας ανήκουν.
εκεί που τελειώνουν τα όνειρα, εκεί αρχίζει η ζωή μας.
~Τάσος Λειβαδίτης
The Black Heart Procession 'When we reach the hill'
something scared you and when you moved
your stitches pulled not yet removed
we formed this link a thousand years before
then you turn and say
if you leave how can you leave on this hook
cause we'll grow old here, you can never leave
and what keeps me here has grown into me
and I can't tear free a style awaits to coin us I peg you
yes I seal the mold then you turn and say
if you leave how can you leave on this hook
cause we'll grow old here, you will never leave
when we reach the hill when we reach the hill
The Black Heart Procession - A light So Dim
there are no trains that leave from the maze
my only chance was a ship to escape
if you are the light house in the storm
I'll be the ship with a thousand dead souls
how long will they believe in a light so dim
down in the gallows the darkness glows
it was hard to see in the hearts of them
if you see a light call down below
I'll be moving and sorting out our fears
how long will we believe in a light so dim
cause time is all we have so make the time
throw down the line I'll see to climb
if it's held close it may just work
if you are the light house in the storm
I'll be the ship filled with a thousand dead souls
and time is all we have so take the time
to make the time and make time to take the time
We were swollen lanterns of prey
Lighting the way for hunger to feast
Our firm young skin free to befoul
Caressing intrusion of the beast
Bodies like toys bargain for favours
The gift of sacrifice
Wiping my body never again clean
Guilt bleeds from taste of my sin
In my shame are memories of passion
The one thing of pleasure within
Bodies like toys bargain for favours
The gift of sacrifice
No flowers to spare, she gave herself them
And when she returned she was, she was
Still
still
