The veiled virgin and the bitch that sings
Have closed down the curtains
These sheets are damped and cold like stone
Vanished souls in that place called home
Sacred sins of sunlight fancies
Devotion in perversity
In the house of heaven
Ritual offering has begun...
Literally this at least I'm not alone.
On this day in 1998, #RozzWilliams departed this mortal coil - rest in peace.
Through darkened streets and blackened gloom
The candles dim in your bedroom
Rain reflecting shadows in the night
The moon is full and through the mist
I hear your voice I feel your kiss
The line grows thin between what's wrong and right...
There have been many times
Where I've took it upon myself
Your coldness in the face of this
Cannot begin to understand
No explanations
No mix of words
Inspired and lost all at once
It's no different now
It's no different now
To kiss farewell - To close the door
To hang the dream, insist I'm wrong
Karl Marx died on this day in 1883.
His work helps us not only understand capitalism but fight for a world free of exploitation and domination.
Serving the interests of American affairs what an absolute twat. Note what you voted for Britain...
Same, baptised and confirmed lmao
I was raised Jehovah’s Witnesses but studied in a Catholic seminar so I know how to enjoy a good Deathrock 🤣
A lot for starters it has a very punk sound to it and it lacks the romantic approach that goth rock has.
House of Rain - where fears go light
House of Rain - midwife to lie
House of Rain - a kill to my
House of Rain - hallo - goodbye
I can feel it deep inside me when the darkness comes
And I can feel it in you
Feel it in you too
(You can't say otherwise)
I can feel it deep inside me when the end is close
And I can feel it in you
Feel it in you too
(You can't say otherwise)
Kiss the boys and make them die
X2
In the higher places
Are you searching still?
And if you can’t find me
Then who ever will?
And you know I’ll miss you
Though I never cried
Will you ever find me?
Would I know you’d tried?
You more than anyone know the reason I posted that specifically
I sometimes feel that I'm impersonating the dark unconscious of the whole human race. I know this sounds sick, but I love it. - Vincent Price
(From reddit) Rozz Williams and William Faith.
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death.
The sound around them all
Acid on the floor so she walk on the ceiling
And the body electric flashes on the bathroom wall
And the body electric flashes on the bathroom wall
Crawling to the corners where the idiot children call
See the body flashing on the wall
In the heat of the night
In the glow of the light
It's the back and the bite
That's feeling alright
Do you use up bodies like cigarettes?
Do you need them for ego?
Do you need them for sex?
I am a stranger here i'm not like this thousand of souls flickering brightly and hopefully in the darkness. My pride always stood between them and me. The pride of being a superior human being, but now I know that we are all wretched animal species distinguish from the incest only by never centers.
I haven't been here much.
"The most revolutionary thing one can do is always to proclaim loudly what is happening" - Rosa Luxembourg
Demon, and he cursed me because I could not laugh. And the lynx which dwelleth forever in the tomb, came out therefrom, and lay down at the feet of the Demon, and looked at him steadily in the face.
Silence - A fable.
EAP
My flaws are not pretty. My imperfections are not endearing, my vices are not quirky, and my regrets are not intriguing and elusive. They're ugly and unsettling; better off buried... They spread like wildfire... They whisper to me that I don't deserve to be happy. And I listen to them
Jury duty... fuck me... why? I've got other things to do...
Something you may not know about me is that I have mental health issues. However, I don't kill people nor I tell people about them. I just keep my insecurities to my self and might seem harmful but I try to deal with them in a way that doesn't affect others. Idk what to do rn.... I'm trapped in...
Remembering #RozzWilliams, born this day in 1963 and sadly passing away in 1998.
A singer, songwriter and artist considered a pioneer in #deathrock and #gothicrock with the legendary #ChristianDeath as well as other projects like #DaucusKarota and #ShadowProject.
Every word is true...
youtu.be/AJlMtyRI2M0?...
Mute love made me lose my faith
And still kills me
Silent wars have changed my face
When will I be free?
I'm playing alone with my poisoned dreams
Poisoned dreams
Desire somewhere inside me
Is so close and so far anyway
It makes me see in white and black
This fucking endless movie I call life
My feet cross the present ground
My voice is dead
I can only hear the sound
Of my own shade
I'm filling that hole
Which is just my soul, just my soul
Desire somewhere inside me
Is so close and so far anyway
It makes me see in white and black
This fucking endless movie I call life...