Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Niemandswasser, artist - Current 93. Album song Judas As A Black Moth, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 21.09.2008
Record label: David Tibet
Song language: English
Niemandswasser |
| I have to say |
| I have to see |
| The twilight moonlit |
| The houses on hills |
| All appear so blind |
| At night |
| The webs that bind them |
| To the skies |
| Are golden, sparkling |
| With blood and dust |
| The angelic motes |
| On beams of blood |
| Dance |
| At night |
| The trees turn under the rain |
| Pan lies dead |
| From rut to rot |
| I saw the lighthouses all fall |
| Small angels hold parasols |
| And point to other skies |
| The clacking on the fence |
| Is long and loud |
| The noise of the fingers |
| Crack in my head |
| Behind my eyes |
| Between the bloodwalls |
| That line the streets and the skulls |
| Forever |
| The bonewhite temple |
| Letters piling up |
| Unanswered stars yawning together |
| You may have this gift from me |
| And i will send you nothing |
| From what i see |
| (and i see all) |
| The green is going |
| Black peter arises |
| With his sack chock full of tricks |
| (and none of them eternal) |
| Black peter arises |
| With his bag of blood |
| (and none of this runs eternal) |
| Black peter arises |
| And he smiles |
| White teeth cap over the blackened stumps |
| All the kings of all particular times |
| Have passed away |
| And lie in gutters |
| Pretty as pink |
| I thought that i had seen |
| Some bright new dawn |
| The children all laid down and smiled |
| The fires no longer smold and dullied |
| I watched the trash |
| That covered this world |
| Swimming in farces |
| In mud and in blood |
| Without a care in the world |
| The corpses are piled up almost to heaven |
| Chuckling or smiling |
| And rubbing their hands |
| Without a care in the world |
| And so we all lie dozing under the sun |
| Images of banality flick past our eyes |
| As we bask in this paradise |
| Littered around us |
| Books of religion covering my feet |
| And i haven’t the time for a word |
| But still i see cottages covered in honeysuckle |
| The dovecots so full of the Birds in their thousands |
| The cats lap at cream in their pussyland dream |
| And they haven’t a care in the world |
| And then it shines |
| We’re all dust |
| I drop the compasss and point out the pole |
| And then it shines |
| We’re all dust |
| So wait for me at niemandswasser |
| As i watch the flowers bloom |
| And trail the horseflies as they scream |
| The songs we’ll never know: |
| It shines: |
| That we’re all dust |
| It shines: |
| We’re all dust |
| We’re all dust |