Current 93 - Lucifer Over London coming from the 1994 EP "Lucifer Over London". Lyrics: The twisted wings and clouds unfold And the greatgape of He who fell Makes darkened shadows over pointed spires Little children point and sing And little children run and dance Over there the setting sun And under that the silent stars And under they the weeping sky And under Her the laughing world (Balance sits in western parts And piles spare Spares in his gabled room) Great Anarch and Monarch of Not The Flight of Lucifer over London And my little grandson Wrinkled son forehead All tiny blue pain As the Mother Blood emerges Then the Mother Grief And the Blue Gates of Death Open armwide Open teethwide All dead like the leaves Old times shiver Old dead calendar Past blurred sunsets Cinders flying in His heart His heart His fingers punch holes in the sky (And all the little Christs I count Are covered in the breathwhite snow And all the little Christs I call Are laughing through the green green fields) Some of those angels have the face of God And some of them have the face of dogs (By the Tower of Moad - see the sky's Greenangel form) And lucifer flickers all around me His hooded eyes alight In the smoky musk Look into Him just a little longer See the true face of the Moon So He wheels there through the heavens His eyes are dotted brightlights Licked with dust A golden seabird Halfdead with spray His banners are broken flags in the wind Devouring life he breaks at walls The glint of .... + Informações

One of my favorite Current 93 songs. Picture's just something I picked up off Google images, PLEASE DON'T SUE ME! Zee lyrics: I take your hand We walk towards where the roses once grew I lie back in the grass And dream of how it once was The rubbishstrewn streets Riperising smell of gutters and rain The child abandoned Mother recalls child in pool "What is that that lies? Dead child dead." I have such nightmares And you're all in all of them It's worse than you or I can know On the edge of the clouds we crouch We smile & spit The pool of saliva coruscates at our feet It shifts Children with knives begin to rise from it They laugh and blow kisses at the moon We think it's the rain I see a bird move onto the table in my garden Its beak scoops up the seeds The green of the grass and the blue of the sky Are immense and terrifying Everything seems so close so very very close Should a storm come should a storm break And halo all around us As some savage & blind god jerking his hands out to us The birds drop allaround us I walk into the altar room All the Buddhas are smashed there Avalokitesvara's hundred faces lie shattered I have done this I walk to the makeshift redbrick alter a hundred years ago There is a small brass image there I have built this The red and black ants mill around unknown journeys I take my lighter and torch them I take my lighter and torch them I weep I weep The ants scatter or writhe I take my lighter and torch them torch them I weep I have done this I am .... + Informações

current 93 - a gothic love song www.durtro.com a gothic love song ,a legendary poetry I`m clicking your fingers for a gothic twilight that actually existed just in your head your fingernails painted black or bloodred I forget And your fake-leather volumes jabbering on hell manifest decadence was what you hoped to exhail your eyes tried so hard to glitter A star-snuffing black so you opened your books and you opened your legs and so opened your heart and let in the badness you claimed as your friend with un-angels hovering like flies round the orchard that had covered your soul their empire increasing and your country deserted by yourself The bells of St. Mary call us to remember that life is with end and the gestures can kill us moreover destroy and there is one jugdement only Your letters came daily in French or in German but they meant to me nothing I caught the slow cords and dry ice fogging your mind I see all too clearly now why you should be discarded and though I could pray for you I probably shan`t having had my cup filled up with your lies and your makeup you were nothing thinking you`re something And nonetheless I still write this gothic lovesong a sign to myself and the memory of my past I still write this gothic lovesong and the memory of my past and a way to shut out your face. + Informações

Current 93 - When the May Rain Comes. + Informações

Nick Cave & Current 93 - All The Pretty Little Horses No video, just the song. Nick Cave singing a lullabye, from Current 93's album All The Pretty Little Horses.. + Informações

Current 93 - Happy Birthday Pigface Christus from the "Since Yesterday: A Peek Into The Pit video" video taped from two shows in Tokyo, Japan, 1988. Featuring David Tibet (vocals), Rose McDowall (backing vocals), Tony Wakeford (drums), and Douglas Pearce (guitar and backing vocals). + Informações

From HoneySuckle Æons (2011). If you like, please buy at: copticcat.greedbag.com. + Informações

Current 93 - Black Ships Ate the Sky. + Informações

Lady margaret, lady margaret was sowing at the sea she's all dressed in black and a thought came in her head to roam in the woods to pull flowers to flower her hat, my boys to pull flowers to flower her hat so she hoisted up her petticoats a bit above the knee and so nimbly she ran over the ground and when she came to the merrygreen woods she pulled those branches down, my boys she pulled those branches down Suddenly she spied a fine young man he's standing by a tree he says how dare you pull those branches down? without the leave of me, my dear without the leave of me well she says this little wood it is my very own my father gave it to me i can pull these branches down without the leave of thee, young man oh without the leave of thee and he took a by the milk-white hand and by the grass-green sleeve he pulled her down at the foot of the bush he never once asked her leave, my boys oh he never once asked her leave and when it was down she twisted about to ask her true love's name but she nothing saw she nothing heard and all the woods grew dim and all the woods grew dim There's four and twenty ladies all in the land and they're all playing a chess except it was the lady margaret and she's green as any glass, my boys oh she's green as any glass and these four-and-twenty ladies all in the land grow as red any rose except the lady margaret she's pale and wan, my boys oh pale and wan she goes up then spoke the little serving girl she lifted her hand and smiled she said i .... + Informações

Current 93 - Crowleymass. + Informações

Dead!. + Informações

Current 93 - A Song for Douglas After He's Dead. + Informações

Current 93 A Silence Song. + Informações

Current 93 It's Time, Only Time from the album Soft Black Stars. + Informações

Wykonawca: Current 93 Utwór: The Descent of Long Satan and Babalo T?umaczenie: Dariusz Misiuna Zdj?cia i monta?: Naglfar. + Informações

Current 93 A Sadness Song from the album Thunder Perfect Mind. + Informações

Current 93 - The Cat Is Dead (1999, An Introduction to Suffering) Picture: Wallpaper Cat by Louis Wain. + Informações

Thunder Perfect Mind - 1992 When we touch the world And it falls away When we feel that we're born Just to fall apart And our mother lies in state And the broken pitcher glistens And the snow is at the window Creating neither sign nor symbol And the earth covers earth And the mud lies in pools Where the sand-dunes stretch unbroken And the dry wind bends and sighs And the geese are running harmless And our desires are running wild Then we're looking at the smoke That's rising from the incense Neither coming here nor going Neither heaven here nor hell Neither borning here nor birthing Neither dying here nor death And we're wrapped inside our troubles And we're wrapped inside our pain And wracked with fires with longing And our eyes are blind with night With our fingers clutching coins And our thoughts burning with 'I' And our eyes cannot be sated With the world and its nightmares With the world and its dreams Though later they'll be filled With a small handful of dust And the gods appear on the altars And we recognise their face It's a face that we have carved there And it's full of fear and longing And promises and threats But they neither stoop to conquer Nor do they stoop to praise And the mines are void of diamonds That we carry in our rags Then all the world seems A sadness song And all the world seems A sadness song. + Informações

Artist: Current 93 Album: Swastika for Goddy Song: Beausoleil. + Informações

CURRENT 93 w/ David Tibet, Baby Dee, James Blackshaw & Andrew Liles 'Niemandswasser' / Volksbühne, Berlin / 28 March 2011 / C93's European Tour 'HoneySuckle Æons' / ENCORE. + Informações

David Tibet interview/performances from the following documentary: The Sound of Progress - Pop Music according to Foetus, Coil, Current 93 & Test Dept A Dutch documentary (around '88) originally aired on Dutch television, as well as shown at the 1988 Rotterdam International Film Festival, with Interviews with JG Thirlwell, John Ballance, David Tibet and the guys from Test Dept and parts of live performances of the bands.. + Informações

From the 1987 album Imperium. ____________________________ The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want He leadeth me into green pastures The Lord is my shepherd The Lord is my shepherd Shall I see you again? Imperium Imperium Imperium One generation passes away And another generation cometh in But this earth abideth forever The sun also rises And the sun goeth down And hastens to his place Way low All the rivers run into the sea Yet the sea is never full And to the place from hence the rivers come Thither they return again All things are full of labour Man can not utter it The eye is not satisfied with seeing Nor the eye filled with hearing Imperium Imperium Imperium The thing that has been it is that which shall be And that which is done is that which shall be done And there is no new thing under the sun Is there any new thing whereof it may be said See this is new it hadn't been already Of all time which lasts before us There is no remembrance of former things Neither shall there be any remembrance of things That which is crooked cannot be made straight That which is wanted cannot be numbered To every thing there is a season And a time to every purpose Under the heavens A time to be born and a time to die A time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted A time to kill and a time to heal A time to break down and a time to build up A time to weep and a time to laugh A time to mourn and a time to dance A time to cast away stones and a time to gather stones .... + Informações

Nature Unveiled. 1984. + Informações

Idumea Current93 Marc Almond. + Informações

Current 93,Bloodstreamruns,Album-Calling for Vanished Faces. + Informações