I Thought sometimes or I read too much

The Sisters Of Mercy - 'Nine While Nine'

And it's passing strange
And I'm waiting for the train
Caught up on this line again
And it's passing slowly
Killing time but it's
Better than living in what will come and I've
Still got some of your letters with me and I
Thought sometimes or I read too much
And I think you know let's
Drink to the dead lying under the water and the
Cost of the blood on the driven snow and the
Lipstick on my cigarettes
Frost upon the window pane
Nine while nine and I'm waiting
For the train.....

She said do you remember a time when angels
Do you remember a time when fear
In the days when I was stronger
In the days when you were here she said
When days had no beginning
While days had no end when
Shadows grew no longer I
Knew no other friend but you
Were wild
You were wild.....

Frost upon these cigarettes
Lipstick on the window pane and I've
Lost all sense of the world outside but I
Can't forget so I call your name and I'm
Looking for a life for me and I'm
Looking for a life for you and I'm
Talking to myself again and it's
So damn cold it's just not true and I'm
Walking through the rain
Trying to hold on waiting for the train and I'm
Only looking for what you want but it's
Lonely here and I think you knew and I'm
And I'm waiting
And I wait in vain
Nine while nine and I'm waiting
For the train.....

και γαμώ τις ποζεριές!

Compilation of clips found on YouTube featuring wavers, goths and Gruftis in the 80's and early 90's.

Background music is "Winterherz (...und der Regen fällt)", the first demo track by German Dark Wave project Farblos.

we were swollen lanterns of prey

 

Gitane Demone   'Tales of Innocence'

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

Bodies like toys bargain for favours

The gift of sacrifice

eyes of dawn

The witching hour UK ' Eyes of Dawn'

cats or devils eyes

 Children of Stun ''Cats or Devils Eyes'

In the gleam of the forest hole
Here she comes along the road
Slowly moving to the edge of time
Shadow of tomorrow's world

Dirty windscreen
Flat tire

Heading towards the point of no return
A tin rust vehicle made of broken parts

A frightening vision of the other side

As she trundled along the road
In the dark and misty gloom
She had the unclear vision
Of those cats eyes

Dirty windscreen
Flat tire

In the gloom
Here she comes
Slowly moving
To the edge of time

I’m alive but I don’t call this living

Αdam and the ants--ants invasion

10:35 and I hope I’ve made the right decision 

My heart is beating I’m alive but I don’t call this living
Rationalize till I’m blue in the face 

You cannot lose if you throw the race 

 I’m still searching for the Ants invasion
10:36 and I hope I’ve made the right decision  

Ninety eight point four’s the bore With twenty-twenty vision
You want a thrill so you come and see me 

A cheap line in fantasy 

 But I’m still searching for the Ants invasion
If I’d the courage I would make my way home

  Too many antics in the forbidden zone
10:38 and I think I’ve made the wrong decision 

Another lifeless man With a strange incision
I hope that insect doesn’t see me

  He’s not renowned for his courtesy 

 I’m still searching for the Ants invasion
The Ants invasion

lets just go from place to place

 

Clam of Xymox  ''Stranger''

No one feeling

we are stranger

when I looked into your eyes

when I looked into your eyes

stranger

the thought to talk

they walk the talk

so lets just go from place to place

and as long as we don't talk from face to face

the stranger

stranger

stranger

this time is not anything, it's nothing

Lycia ''Ionia''

From Album: Ionia (1991)

Ionia

deep in this haze, I see her face

she creeps to me, she begs for me

I can not go, not this again

I'm much too weak, I'm conquered

and then I feel myself decline

in the grip of ionia

and then I see myself resign

to the lust for Ionia

and then she takes me down, down, down

and then she keeps me down, down, down

and then she speaks of love, love, love

love, love as misery (as I lose control)

she clings to me, she won't let go

and then she takes this all away

she's tainted me, I'm nothing now

I'm so obscure, I'm conquered

and then I feel myself decline

in the grip of Ionia

and then I see myself resign

to the lust for Ionia

of Ionia, oh Ionia, oh Ionia, oh Ionia

this time is not anything, it's nothing

oh Ionia I swear, that you will haunt me

and I'll never know why I resign all the time

and I reach straight for nothing

oh Ionia I swear, in an instant you're lonely

and just like all the time you will throw this aside

and you'll move on to nothing

oh Ionia I see, through the haze she is fading

oh Ionia I see, as I lose control again 

give me this day

Give me this day...

I have the faith

(...this day)

is this love ?

(...this day)

(...this day)

hold my hand

(...this day)

bleed for me

give me...this day

(...this day)

Give me this day...

I have the faith

is this love ?

hold my hand

bleed for me

(this day)

give me... this day

I discovered this cell as a child

Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows - ''The Goat''

There is an old goat
Knocking at my window-pane,
Standing upright in a frock-coat,
Somewhat earthcoloured and plain.

He is staring down at me
And the place where i have chosen to hide
In my futile attempt to dissolve... -
I discovered this cell as a child.

There is a medicine-case, he calls "being",
Which the goat carries under his arm.
He says, if i only allow him to enter
I shall never come to any harm.

He is giving quite an importance
To his frightening and urgent concern,
He says: "i have come to be your transformer... -
I'm your doctor, half goat and half man."

He says that this house will soon crumble
And that i am going to suffer as it falls.
He says: "let me in now and i'll be your saviour... -
I'm your healer with hooves and horns!"

To me, you never can be old

''To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For as you were when first your eye I eyed,
Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold
Have from the forests shook three summers' pride,
Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd
In process of the seasons have I seen,
Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd,
Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.
Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand,
Steal from his figure and no pace perceived;
So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand,
Hath motion and mine eye may be deceived:
For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred;
Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead.''

                                Shakespeare