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Artist: Death in June (UK)
Song: The Only Good Neighbor (track 3)
Album: Abandon Tracks! (2005)

Lyrics:
Medusa's head, I've planted on a pillow
Invoking the runes:
Hagalaz, Isa, and Tiwaz

I found the grief
Within my heart
And, through that pain
And, life in parts
There's a wilderness I know
In that wilderness I grow

A found opportunity

When You Prey in Silence
And See Our Jesus Stagger
Awake! and Take a Perfumed Candle
And Use Life Like a Dagger

I'm Your Accidental Protege`
The Gift, The Blood
The Thrownaway

All pigs must die
This ain't August '69
All pigs must die
Seven on seven, sieg heil sublime

Their trotters are in the mud
They're better off with the Son of God
They had no idea

Blood Victory
Piercing and transfixed
Jesus bids me Shine?
Curtains of flesh
Barrier in pain
Jesus bids me enslave

Dampness and old dust

Stranger, I'll wait for you
Beneath the archway to never
Let's cease our
Constant wailings
For our prayers fall
On deaf ears
Her white skin
Shines through darkness

Time for sleep
Time for prayers
Time for dusk
Dust in eyes
Grinning jaws
Grit in teeth
All things pass
Death and deeds

The brown pearl of bliss
In this wolf's lair abyss

Dignity and solitude
The gain of my fortitude
The strength of my body
Is the strength of my mind
Joyous joys-fleeting moments

Où est Klaus Barbie
Où est Klaus Barbie
Où est Klaus Barbie
Où est Klaus Barbie
Il est dans le coeur
Il est dans le coeur
Il est dans le coeur noir
Il est dans le coeur

In this cathedral of tears
We shall tear your heart
Into pieces of emotion
And only dreams can redeem your life
Where only dreams have received your life

Overwhelm me
With nothing

Drown me with your sorrow
Taint me with your treason
To find your god is hollow
Brings death to all reason

Wolf grey adonis
A cruel life dawns
Curse me with obessiveness

They’re making their last film, They say it’s the best
And we all helped make it, It’s called "the death of the West"
The kids of fame will all be there, Free coca-cola for you!
And all the monkeys from the zoo, Will they be extras too?
They’re making their last film, They say it’s the best
And we all helped make it, It’s called "the death of the West"

A star is rising in our northern sky, And on it we’re crucified

From the Olympic City we will cast
Our runic charms, our charms that last
Enough for Picadilly, enough to make them pay
Enough for pigs to disappear in every way

Remember piggies:
A threat for a threat
And a blow for a blow

And if I wake from Dreams
Shall I fall in Pastures
Will I Wake the Darkness
Shall we Torch the Earth?
And if I wake from Dreams
Shall we find the Emptiness
And break the Silence
That will stop our Hearts?

In a foreign land
In a foreign time
Reaping time had come

I'm falling back into
Fields of rape
I'm falling back into
Fields of rape

Dresden burning in the night
Coventry is still alight
Above the blood the pain and fire
There is a sign, we're ruled by liars

She took me from the village square
Through fields the colour of her hair
Where hammers crossed point to the sky

Eleven years further on
The future's been and gone
Where to now?
We'll stand our ground somehow
Life under siege
For life out of tune

All things are meant to be

Above the stars
And above the moon
We initiate
We will be there soon

Flieger

Screamers come and screamers go

There's a pox upon Blackheath
and it isn't far beneath
Where three piggies choose to lie
Fly-blown piggies choose to cry

Every grabbin' mother needs
To see how those piggies feed
Their heads buried in the trough

And in dark rooms
The old man looks
Looks through his tired eyes
At faint faces
Of twisted lives
Lives of lies

In the stillness

Despise your lack of Loyalty
Despise your lack of Love
Find it unbelievable
Betray My sense of Blood
Yearn for blind obedience
A Sign from Above
A Golden Opportunity
For Madness in The Voice of God

Our Love is
Our Love is
Beyond Fulfilment
Beyond Despair
The Ultimate Faith
The Ultimate Betrayal
And Europa has Burned
And will Burn Again

Paranoia is an icy start
But a start, nonetheless
A convenient memory
Is a gift from God
A gift from life
And sodomy
The domination of lies
Break and brand all

Here comes that feeling again
Down on My Life again
And, I’m joyless again
Down on My Love again
I feel empty again
And, I’m feral again

Good Mourning Sun, Good Mourning Sun,

Through little streets
With little minds
Switzerland
Steps out of time
With cuckoo clocks and cuckoo minds
Ku Ku Ku Baby - "Get in line!"

Their banks are filled

As pilgrims here - we sometimes journey
To who know what - to who know what?
Come and sing this simple story
That god forgot - that life forgot
Don't you know god is disabled
Is disabled
Clouds may gather all around you
But he's disabled

Take a walk down Heaven Street
The soil is soft and the air smells sweet
Paul is waiting there
And so is Franz
Now only memories run on railway tracks

This road leads to heaven

And I shall turn your eyes into tears
When all that's left
Are the hollows of devotion
And, out of vision
We shall bring
The void
Crowned with hoods
And crying with hope

For you it's very easy
For you to spread the blame
For you it's very easy
It's done in another's name

Holy water burns like acid
Incense subdues the sheep
You're as clean as the Virgin Mary

Solitude is not given
It is Earned
In this Conspiracy
Of Destiny

Empty Vessels
Of Spermless Love

Are you close to
Or far from your conscience?
As the petals of life
Decay
"ignorance is bliss"
The sad remiss
To the clarion call
Of today

In the summer
The fires come
In mid-summer
The pyres burn
And, everything disappears
And, everybody hears
"Kapitulation, kapitulation
Kapitulation, kapitulation"

I’ve not forgiven or forgotten
The fallen or downtrodden
And, I’ll never forget
My Last Europa Kiss

I was shown the door I was expecting
We crushed The Times
We were Living!

Lay only leopard flowers upon my path
Lined by the drummers and scent of Aragon
Faith is difficult and nuture is all?
Signed on the path from Aragon

Like an ideal falling, tumbling to earth
Its wings broken so like wisdom
Grey steel holes

We burn your flesh
We burn your soul
We gaze up into the God's new whole
And, what do you think
We should find there?
But, grace and favour
And, beware!

Black angel, black angel
As you grow up
I want you to drink
From the plenty cup
My little black angel
My little black angel as years roll by
I want you to fly with wings held high
I want you to live by the justice code

black sun dying
black sun rising
is this impure
is this impure?

shadow of locust
this is beast
shadow of locust

Where are you going?
I want to know
Where are you going?
I want to know

Please give your life
To me
I'd take your life

Like Luther's army
And Abel's brother
I woke to find
Only to smother
An angel fat at
Satan's feast
Where falsehood, childhood
And loneliness ceased

Dressed not in mourning but in black
See the fire in our eyes
Always ready to fight back
Never hiding in disguise

Many enemies bring much honour...

The fighting man shall from the sun

A new ugliness and a new fear
Heaven filled season, was here
A new ugliness and a new fear
Heaven filled season, was here

Murder made history
Murder made Mary
Our obituary

[Verse 1]
Two fallen comrades
Two comrades gone
My company of corpses
My whole life long
There the munich on my lips
And new arrivals
Their full eclipse

Let the Blackbirds kiss Me
My Rhine Atrocity
Oh, let the Blackbirds kiss Me
My carcass beauty

Time lost is never regained
Time lost is never the same

If we don’t neutralize decay,
We may run out of tomorrows.
Time tryeth truth,
And truth was found and fined.
Let’s break bread together,
Our honesty moves more than lies.
What do you mean “I need”?
In suffering you breed.

Nothing changes
It only gets worse
Nothing changes
Waiting for a hearse
There is no hope
Escape is a hoax
The pressure's building
And I just can't cope

To Black Framed Witness
From Black Framed Guilt
A Misery of Springtime
And a weekend of Absolute
I Remember
The Wilds Around Me
Whispered "Brutality"
The Strangest Apology of All

Even though we seem lost
Our ghosts are gathering
Our ghosts are gathering
To take us hand in hand
Even though we seem lost
Our ghosts are gathering
To take us hand in hand
Birds of the white feather

Free from the prisons
Of our past
The sentences and the fears that last
We have lost another blossom to the snow
Where our bridges burns
Where our bridges burns and glow

We were the great ghosts

Peaceful Snow CD-1-2010

1. Murder Made History (5:11)
2. Fire Feast (4:57)
3. Peaceful Snow (4:22)
4. Life Under Siege (5:43)
5. A Nausea (4:36)
6. Wolf Rose (5:32)

Peaceful Snow CD-2-2010

1. Leopard Flowers (2:42)
2. Hail! The White Grain (4:00)
3. Break The Black Ice (3:28)
4. The Glass Coffin (5:50)
5. Kameradschaft (3:23)
6. Luther's Army (4:22)

One is the Axis
Anonymous in glory
Love is now empty
And incomplete
Strike at the heart of hope
Where panic stirs the will
We hear Dog's blessing
This sleepless night's torture

Rose clouds of holocaust
Rose clouds of lies
Rose clouds of bitter
Bitter, bitter lies

And, when the angels of
Ignorance
Fall down from your eyes

Rose Clouds Of Holocaust-1995

1. Lord Winter (1:24)
2. God's Golden Sperm (4:18)
3. Omen-Filled Season (4:04)
4. Symbols Of The Sun (3:34)
5. Jerusalem The Black (2:53)
6. Luther's Army (3:57)

With your Hair of Flaming Roses
Your Kiss, Medusa's Touch
Turn Me To a Pillar of Salt
To Die Now Would Be Perfection

Then My Loneliness Closes in
So , I Drink a German Wine
And Drift in Dreams of Other Lives

smashed to bits
in the peace of the night
he craved power
and, to keep in
he'd change his spots
or, shed his skin
(he craved power)
smashed to bits

Living in my memory
Faint footsteps call
It seems
Where the shadows wait
And the red tears seep
From the holes in the wall
From the holes in the wall
Our distant youth

Symbols of the sun
Symbols of the snow
For those who go beyond
For those who go below

The fatal fall
All fossilized
For love had gone

Take Care And Control-1998

1. Smashed To Bits (In The Peace Of The Night) (4:49)
2. Little Blue Butterfly (4:05)
3. The Bunker (3:08)
4. Kameradschaft (4:22)
5. Frost Flowers (3:11)
6. A Slaughter Of Roses (3:14)

A story of sadness
Told by bodies
Easily made
And, easily broken
The Bloody Underground
Screeches every sound
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya

When you prey in silence
And see our Jesus stagger
Awake! Take a perfumed candle
And use life like a dagger
I'm your accidental protg
The gift, the blood
The thrownaway
The silver chain has broken?

Through the winter's woods
To the giddy edge of light
We shut the door on pain
Those tales are dead - dead forever
A wind must agree
To blow us on course
It can be quick to come
But, once it's gone -

The Robin’s song in Winter
Brings Virginity to a close
Beware the wrecking angel
Jackals gather, jackals know
From within This Glass Coffin
A Deeper Shade Of Brown
From within This Glass Coffin
A Storm Swept into town

Wrap your face in prayers
The ones you sent in dust
And, know they never reached me
You know they never reached me
Every blemish helps endear?
In this earthbound axis
Of stifling air
The stifling air

He stood like Jesus
He smelt like heaven
His eyes were winter

Our story is
The march of the lonely
The march of the lonely
The march of the lonely

Here in the maverick chamber
Disapproval came to play
Stateless middle-aged
Still feral
Unhappily decayed

Here in the maverick chamber
Disapproval came to play

Em C Am
Something got hold of me
Oh, yes it did! I said
Something got hold of me
It rattled around my head…
I went to a meeting last night
But my heart wasn't right
Something got hold of me

We go to sleep with
The Perfume Of Traitors
A Nosegay - A Saturn Day
We’ll pillage upon return
Digging up grief
And, spreading the debt
Capri on The Styx
A mere Bagatelle,....

Someone dying?
Scan, doctor, lying?
Living on borrowed Time?
Genetic – Devine
This has to stop
And, it must stop now
A golden shower
For that sacred cow

The three priests inside
Pick, scratch and bleed
My friend's witch's tit
The hands be plentiful but full
?

A welcome and a warning
Confession begat needing

The will to power
The will to war
For the world is hell
The bleak wind blows
The will to power
The will to war
We are the ruins
We are the world's incendiaries

NOT ONLY DID I LOSE YOU
I LOST MYSELF TOO
WITH FEARS ON MY PILLOW
UNDER THE UNLUCKY JEW
ALL THAT TRUST
ALL THAT WISHING
IS NOW RIGHTLY
OR WRONGLY MISSING

The World That Summer-2000

1. Blood Of Winter (4:10)
2. Hidden Among The Leaves (4:29)
3. Torture By Roses (3:34)
4. Come Before Christ And Murder Love (4:24)
5. Love Murder (5:10)
6. Rule Again (4:01)

"This is a story about people who like to waste time... waste my time, waste your time, waste their
time; but time is against them. Time is everyone's master, including them..."

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
Three piggies standing in the dock
Their pockets all empty and bare
Their futures, their homes, nowhere

1. Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.
　Three piggies standing in the dock,
　Their pockets all empty and bare,
　Their futures, their homes – nowhere.

　With egos they decide to lead,
　With stupidity they ooze and bleed.
　What comfort, they could have had,

From the back streets
From the gutter
Hear the sound of
Guns stutter
From dark days
From decline
Marching men
Stand in line

Hide from the sun
Life, an icy tear
Rivers of blood
Serenade my lungs

To drown a rose - To drown a rose

Will he hold my soul

Lost the will?
A germ in foreign blood
A glimmer of the past
Power and misery

Pathetic whore
To the ignorance of life
This is the best

But we desecrate at a touch!
And touch defiles
Afloat on the evening tide
It's light and it's sadness
Growing fainter and fainter
Growing fainter and fainter
This war of emotion
The fate of our age

Considerable My Power
Of Destruction
To My Church – My Heart
I Dedicate, I Dedicate

I pity those behind Me –
Self centred and too late
Self centred and too late

Can I trust a human?
Can I trust his soul?
Like pigs they link together
Like pigs in a sausage roll
They all think they're individuals
They all think they're free

Nietzsche said they are supermen

We Are The Lust
Hold a Knife, Blooded
To The Throat of Love
Hold the Knife Blooded
To The Throat of Love
Hold a Bloodied Knife
To The Throat of Love

Cemetery with lights
Mother night
Buried universe
At midnight
The slicing of flesh
Ever thinner
Buried universe
Dimmer and dimmer

Wayward we know the wanderer's journey
The single willed life earns its own exile
When gladness has gone
Gathering sorrow
When sadness has gone
Gathering strength
We bind the dark mood fast in our vigil state
No earthly glory but a cold heart's hermit cave