A Gothic Love Song (For N.)-Current 93

[00:03.620]I'm clicking your fingers, for a gothic twilight [00:08.553]That actually existed just in your head [00:14.901]Your fingernails painted black [00:18.635]Or bloodred [00:19.852]I forget [00:22.217]And your fake-leather volumes [00:24.700]Jabbering on hell [00:28.012]Manifest decadence was what you hoped to exhale [00:34.568]Your eyes tried so hard to glitter [00:40.868]A star-snuffing black [00:43.599]So you opened your books [00:46.818]And you opened your legs [00:49.233]And so opened your heart [00:53.399]And let in the badness [00:57.633]You claimed [00:59.069]As your friend [01:05.500]With un-angels hovering [01:08.215]Like flies round the ordure [01:11.716]That had covered your soul [01:14.983]Their empire increasing [01:18.816]And your country [01:22.715]Deserted by yourself [01:27.165]The bells of St. Mary call us to remember [01:34.632]That life is with end [01:39.367]And that gestures can kill us [01:42.349]Moreover destroy [01:46.366]And there is one jugdement only [01:53.149]Your letters came daily [01:55.769]In French or in German [01:59.284]But they meant to me nothing [02:02.615]I caught the slow cords [02:06.165]And dry ice fogging your mind [02:14.001]I see all too clearly now [02:20.917]Why you could be discarded [02:26.286]And though I could pray for you [02:29.415]I probably shan't [02:33.285]Having had my cup filled up [02:37.799]With your lies [02:39.199]And your makeup [02:45.149]You were nothing [02:47.268]Thinking you're something [02:57.319]And nonetheless I still write this gothic lovesong [03:03.533]A sign to myself [03:05.566]And the memory of my past [03:15.716]I still write this gothic lovesong [03:21.533]A sign to myself [03:24.432]And the memory of my past [03:28.483]And a way to shut out your face