Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All The Stars Are Dead Now, artist - Current 93. Album song Thunder Perfect Mind, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 30.08.2004
Record label: David Tibet
Song language: English
All The Stars Are Dead Now |
Bloody smoke |
Foggy smoke |
Beginnings and endings… |
There’s a heart of the world |
In the bowed bony Burren |
There’s a trip-hole to her heart |
In soaring SnÔfellsness |
And the crack of the world |
The moist ruddy lips of her |
Thee slit of the mother fallen |
Sliced from the stars |
By the slicing discus |
At Kamarupa |
At Kamarupa |
At Kamarupa |
From her mouth at the end |
Of the worlds |
From her mouth at the end |
Of the times |
The shapes that form the ends |
Of the wheelings |
The forces that shape the forms |
Of the breaths |
That cover the clouds |
Of the green world’s last dancing’s |
Flicker forth like spring-heeled jackals |
All laughing and bloody and wrathful |
And peaceful and shining and pallid |
And burning and liquid and sadness |
And joy |
And joy |
(Mansour is smiling teethly at the stars |
John sits on the stairs with me His eyes are shining — |
Mother — come to me) |
Little lovely licking tongues of fire |
Smiling and slyly emerge from the stones |
The air is now very very viscous |
In the distance Sunday children play pipes |
The air is now very violent |
Birds do not fill the air |
Laughing does not fill the air |
No bodies fill the air |
But the sun filters slowly through the air |
As if it has turned to sticky sweet mud |
All flowers die |
Except for some few |
A chain of burning bloody flowers |
Follow my eyes crying tears |
(Lilith is smiling at the corpse of a cow |
And in that corpsey cow |
The corpse of another |
And so on and so on And perhaps forever |
If times were not folding and falling |
Over each other |
And so on and so on and so on And certainly endless) |
Mene mene tekel upharsin |
We have been weighed and lost |
We have been weighed and lost |
(I slept I dreamt I dreamed a dream: |
London bright fires smiling and burning |
Light roads road through the starlacked night |
Many dark suns are falling falling down |
London Bridge is destroyed) |
In my mind pigs and rubble gnaw |
In the dark heights and hearts of Albion |
Shudderings in the heart |
Cruelty in the heart |
And this is over |
All over now |
In Kamarupa |
In Kamarupa |
My eyes my mind spinning |
Spinning back and forth |
Eyes in London |
Mind in a hole |
Oh they come they come |
They run out |
Fleeing from what |
They come out running |
Running |
Great Babylon has fallen fallen fallen |
Jerusalem has fallen fallen fallen |
The great great beast |
Is dead dead dead dead |
Simon, Simon is dead dead dead dead |
And some other bleeding children |
Are smiling |
They’re dead in the rubble |
They’re dead dead dead dead |
And Mercury rises |
And Mercury falls |
And how dead dead dead dead |
Dead dead are you |
Summertime |
When the living is easy |
Summertime |
When the dying is easy |
The world shudders on Black tree against a bruised blue sky |
The fairground is all shabby and silent |
Red sky at night |
Red sky at night |
Danger |
Christ is crying |
Christ’s tears leaving |
His heart and night |
All the many faces we have worn |
All the many faces we have borne |
And dead dead dead dead dead dead |
Dead dead dead dead dead are we Though once I thought |
Oh once I read |
The hidden god plays hide and seek |
Whilst others still run from him |
From the world’s stomach |
The goddies emerge |
And who comes to judge us And who comes to push us The bloody master |
Is bloody dead dead dead |
And who comes to strike us And who comes to hold us Where is his colour |
Where is her cover |
And What is her nature |
And where does he shine from |
(Broken birds move through the air — |
They all drink blood) |
When Christ smiles his smile is broken |
Holly ivy old dead trees |
Dead dead dead |
Holy and ivy dead dead dead dead |
Dead dead dead dead |
Dead dead dead dead |
Rainbow lovely arc lovely lights |
Dead dead dead dead |
Horn stag cross meets hunter |
Dead dead dead dead |
(Oh Saint Eustace ora pro nobis) |
Old woman old woman old woman |
Old and dead dead dead dead |
Now no summers left |
This side of boxwood |
Crosses broken in my midsummer |
The south is dying |
The north is dying |
The west is dying |
The east is dying |
There are four corners to the world she said |
And every one |
Is dead dead dead dead |
Dead dead dead dead |
Dead dead dead dead dead |
Dead dead dead dead |
Dead dead dead dead dead |
And all the planets |
They’re dead dead dead dead |
And all my heart |
Is dead dead dead dead |
Dead dead dead dead dead dead dead |
Dead dead dead dead dead dead dead |
It’s all dead dead dead |