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The Awakening - Passage (part I - IV

The Awakening is a band originally from Johannesburg, South Africa, formed in 1995 by vocalist, multi-instrumentalist and songwriter Ashton Nyte. The band is best described as a hybrid of gothic rock, dark-wave, metal and new wave - a combination that was aptly described as "dark future rock" some years ago.

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The Awakening - Fault

Dress it down so it feels like fashion
The high life in a low-lit glow
Turning out for the same reaction
Light it all, light it up and go
Light it all, light it up and go
Find a reason
For the last time and the thousand times before
Find a reason
To say goodbye
Find a reason
For the memories you buried in the dirt
Find a reason for goodbye
Oh, it doesn't feel like Heaven anymore
Tear it up like a New Romantic
Lip gloss lip service show
The impulse so automatic
Break it down, light it up and go
Break it down, light it up and go
Find a reason
For the last time and the thousand times before
Find a reason
To say goodbye
Find a reason
For the memories you buried in the dirt
Find a reason for goodbye
Oh, it doesn't feel like Heaven anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
(Anymore)
Find a reason
For the last time and the thousand times before
Find a reason
To say goodbye
Find a reason
For the memories you've buried in the dirt
Find a reason for goodbye
Oh, it doesn't feel like Heaven
Oh, the feelings are all broken
No, it doesn't feel like Heaven anymore
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SIch wünsch mir, dass das Zebra schweigt (feat. Goethes Erben)...

MICHAEL BECK of SAMSAS TRAUM performing "Liebeslied" back in 2008

Sopor Aeternus - A strange Thing to say (official video)

I know it must seem to you like the strangest thing to say
But in the winter of his presence I've always felt warm and safe
I always knew no skirt, no suit would ever bother me
As long as he is present, as long as this man stayed close to me

I do like his company, I enjoy it, in fact
He's the only human friend that I ever had
Which is quite ironic, 'cause he's mostly occupied
By the methods that exist to blow out people's lights…

I wouldn't be surprised at all
If someday I found out
That he had thoroughly checked on my life
And on my background
And confidently reconfirmed
By the things he didn't find
He then granted me access to a small part of his secret life…

I know it must seem to you
Like the strangest thing to say
But in the winter of his presence
I've always felt warm and safe…

I never had to worry though, it can't give me the chills
Because, you see, men are the only species that he kills
Oh, that's why I love his company, quite enjoy it, in fact
He is the only human friend that I ever had

I rarely ponder on him
In the wayward hours of the day
But am surprised at my own delight
I find in seeing him again
White shirt, black tie, exquisite twine
I'm brewing tea, he's having wine
It's quite seductive, if it's right
The perfect way to spend the night…

I do like his company, I enjoy it, in fact
He's the only human friend that I ever had
Which is quite ironic, 'cause he's mostly occupied
By the methods that exist to blow out people's lights…
I never had to worry though, it can't give me the chills
Because, you see, men are the only species that he kills
Oh, that's why I love his company, quite enjoy it, in fact
He is the only human friend that I ever had

Each act performed is like a ballet, a prayer, precise and acute
Oh, how I do admire such perfect business-like attitude
Both in style and execution, virtuously immaculate… —
And flawlessly equated to the savage feel that he has set

Built just like the ideal of an athlete, my champion of sorts
His price is one that only broken hearts are willing to afford
Death is always quite disastrous, messy, common and obscene
But in the golden hour when he leaves all is stainless, all is clean…

If I, one day, might also decide to need
This special kind of service that this man provides
Oh, I will pray that my fate kindly agrees to the plot
And sends someone like this man to come and finish the job
Because I just cannot bear the foul and blasphemous thought
That involves getting slain by some filthy amateur's hands

I know it must seem to you like the strangest thing to say
But in the winter of his presence, I always felt warm and safe

I know that you must surely think me mad
But he's the most human friend that I ever had…

Giftraum · Diary of Dreams

ANNE SEXTON - RUMPELSTILZCHEN

In vielen von uns steckt ein kleiner, alter Mann der heraus will.
Nicht grösser als ein Zweijähriger, zu dem du Lammkotelett sagen würdest. Dieser hier aber ist alt und missgebildest. Sein Kopf ist OK, alles übrige wurde jedoch nicht sanforisiert.
Er ist ein Ungeheuer der Verzweiflung, er ist reiner Verfall. Er spricht so piepsig wie ein Hörgerät mit Truemans geschlechtsloser Stimme. "Ich bin dein Zwerg. Ich bin dein innerer Feind, Ich bin der Herr deiner Träume. Nein, ich bin nicht das Gesetz in deinem Kopf, der Grossvater voller Wachsamkeit, ich bin das Gesetz deiner Glieder, die Sippschaft aus Schwärze und Trieb. Siehst du, deine Hand zittert. Das ist keine Lähmung und auch nicht der Suff, Das ist dein Doppelgänger der heraus kommen will. Hüte dich .

Sigur Rós - Ekki múkk

meret becker | im bauch

CLANN - KIN Fables: The Stolen Child

MONO INC. - Wiedersehen Woanders (neu)

Deine Lakaien - Fish (Winter Fish Testosterone 1996)

Asta and me
Love first degree
After the show
Shower and more
Life is too short
I must admit
Death is a whore
Don't give a shit
Madradena
Queen of the blue
Told their creatures
Sue the broken taboo
Fed them with flesh
That used to burn
Like a vulcano
What a way to learn
Washed the bodies
Arm in arm
Brushed the hair
Black and blonde
Whistled a tune
I used to sing
When we were dancing
In that long gone spring
Madradena
Queen of the blue
Told their creatures
Sue the broken taboo
Fed them with flesh
That used to burn
Like a vulcano
What a way to learn
In the garden
Down the lane
Near the stable
Where she found
Always the right one
Thick or tall
There she drowned us
Into the lake
Madradena
Queen of the blue
Told their creatures
Sue the broken taboo
Fed them with fleshthat used to burnlike a vulcanowhat a way to learn
We wanted to touch
No chance at all
Hungry new friends there
While she had a ball
Invite us to dance
This kissing fish
Give it back
We are not dead
Madradena
Queen of the blue
Told their creatures
Sue the broken taboo
Fed them with flesh
That used to burn
Like a vulcano
What a way to learn

IAMX - Tear Garden (Radio Edit) (Official Music Video) HD

I saw bright open common sense
I do evil things and evil things return
And I’m praying now
Praying for me
You can’t hide, I remove from you
Every tiny strength in everything you do
And I’ll kick you down
I’ll break you with a tender touch

And then the tears cried in the tear garden
Will be for life

In the West they have made a plague
We have built the ship that sailed it to our veins
And God forbid, anything should break that chain
At our root we’re connected through
A biology, a universal cruelty
Send me home
Return me to a lonely womb

And then the tears cried in the tear garden
Will be for life

IAMX - Spit It Out (Official Music Video) HD if you’re hurting,
I will replace the noise with silence instead
Flushing out your head
If you like it violent
We can play rough and tumble, fall into bed
And I won’t breathe so you can recover

When you’re in pieces
Just follow the echo of my voice, it’s okay
Tune into that frequency
Don’t fight your reflex
Embrace the instinct, you can feel your way
Through the burden we face in the end

’Cause it breaks my heart
That we live this way
I know people need love
But people never play the game
And we talk the talk
We communicate
But then people need love
And those people never play the game

Pleasure for pleasure
A tease is consequence enough for a fall
But I know you love to take the risk
The past is weakness
Don’t beg the question when the answer is war
There are moments when I’m overcome

’Cause it breaks my heart
That we live this way
I know people need love
But people never play the game
And we talk the talk
We communicate
But then people need love
And those people never play the game

And it breaks my heart
People need love

Anne Clark - Die Künstlichen Paradiese (Promo Video)

Ich liebe meines Wesens Dunkelstunden von Rainer Maria Rilke

Ich liebe meines Wesens Dunkelstunden von Rainer Maria Rilke

Ich liebe meines Wesens Dunkelstunden,
in welchen meine Sinne sich vertiefen;
in ihnen hab ich, wie in alten Briefen,
mein täglich Leben schon gelebt gefunden
und wie Legende weit und überwunden.

Aus ihnen kommt mir Wissen, dass ich Raum
zu einem zweiten zeitlos breiten Leben habe.
Und manchmal bin ich wie der Baum,
der, reif und rauschend, über einem Grabe
den Traum erfüllt, den der vergangne Knabe
um den sich seine warmen Wurzeln drängen
verlor in Traurigkeiten und Gesängen.