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Meet me after dark again and I'll hold you
I am nothing more than to see you there
And maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn ...
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream:
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision or in none,
Is it therefore the less _gone_?
_All_ that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
_One_ from the pitiless wave?
Is _all_ that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Edgar Allan Poe
'Twas noontide of summer,
And midtime of night,
And stars, in their orbits,
Shone pale, through the light
Of the brighter, cold moon.
'Mid planets her slaves,
Herself in the Heavens,
Her beam on the waves.
I gazed awhile
On her cold smile;
Too cold--too cold for me--
There passed, as a shroud,
A fleecy cloud,
And I turned away to thee,
Proud Evening Star,
In thy glory afar
And dearer thy beam shall be;
For joy to my heart
Is the proud part
Thou bearest in Heaven at night,
And more I admire
Thy distant fire,
Than that colder, lowly light.
Edgar Allan Poe
Midnightmare
BaT
Chupawa Witch
Dunjich
Unbroken
Snow White Queen
Gothic Girl
You can see her
Whenever it rains
From Rome to New Orleans
Dancing on the graves
Burden by the heart
She loves her sunglasses after dark
And every single day her little life falls apart
She's out to look so macabre and alone
She's close to hook on her dying
Just like a gothic girl
Lost in the darken world
My lil' gothic girl
Darkerside jewel are your razor cuts for real - baby
You can see
She's on her road to ruin
Stigmata from crucifixion
On her pale white skin
Tribal pagan art
She loves her tattooed Egyptian mark
And every single day her love will tear us apart
She's out to look so macabre and alone
She's close to hook on her dying
Just like a gothic girl
Lost in the darken world
My lil' gothic girl
Always so dramatic, Christ, I want you, gothic girl
Lost in the darken world
My lil' gothic girl
Darkerside jewel are your razor cuts for real - baby
The69Eyes
Marian
In a sea of faces, in a sea of doubt
In this cruel place your voice above the maelstrom
In the wake of this ship of fools I'm falling further down
If you can see me, Marian, reach out and take me home.....
I hear you calling Marian
Across the water, across the wave
I hear you calling Marian
Can you hear me calling you to
Save me, save me, save me from the
Grave...
Marian
Marian, there's a weight above me
And the pressure is all too strong
To breathe deep
Breathe long and hard
To take the water down and go to sleep
To sink still further
Beneath the fatal wave
Marian I think I'm drowning
This sea is killing me
Was ich kann und was ich könnte
(What I can do and what I could do)
Weiss ich gar nicht mehr
(I just don't know anymore)
Gib mir wieder etwas schönes
(Give me something beautiful again)
Zieh mich aus dem Meer
(Drag me from the sea)
Ich höre dich rufen, Marian
(I hear you calling Marian)
Kannst du mich schreien hören
(Can you hear me screaming?)
Ich bin hier allein
(I am here alone)
Ich höre dich rufen, Marian
(I hear you calling Marian)
Ohne deine hilfe verliere ich mich in diesem Ort
(Without your help I am lost in this place)
The Sisters Of Mercy
...You can't believe your eyes,
control is so hard to keep
obsession can be hell
from which you'll never be free
It's all for the taking, here tonight
Where good girls go to die
that's where I'll be
Waiting for my love with my heart on my sleeve...
LAM
U magli sjecanja,
u potrazi za trenucima,
u potrazi za srecom,
u potrazi za nadom,
u potrazi za tobom,
u kutu skrivena,
nemastovito gledam u
bijeli list...
U tisini,
u zatocenistvu vlastitog uma,
slusam otkucaje srca.
U potrazi za odgovorima,
u potrazi za snovima,
ponovno izgubljena...
Bez svjetla na kraju tunela,
bez izlaza iz labirinta,
bez odgovora na besmislena pitanja,
u kazalistu prepunom glumaca,
medju maskama i preobrazbama,
poput trazenja igle u plastu sjena,
poput lutrije na srecu,
ja pronasla sam smisao u besmislenosti
vlastitog cirkusa...
...Pronasla sam tebe...
28.8.2008.
Morticia(tj.SweeTGoth)
Oluja
Preslaba za nove poraze,
gledam u oluju zivota.
Iako sakrivena ispod kisobrana,
osjecam kako svaka kap
prodire duboko u mene
i brise svu moju bol,sve moje strahove.
I dok jedan na ulici skuplja ostatke srece,
drugi bjezi daleko brojeci poraze.
I dok karike lanca sve brze pucaju
Duboko u magli cuju se glasovi.
Rasprseni snovi i izgubljene nade
sada odlaze sa vjetrom.
Zelje utopljene u bistrini duboke rijeke
ponovno su razbijene,uspomene ostale su
letjeti u zraku...
Oluja svih oluja,lomi grane nasih zivota.
Sakriveni pod kisobranom,ocekujemo
bolje sutra.
I poslije snazne katastrofe
Ostala je jos samo suza u ocima,
dok molitvom i vjerom pokusavamo izbrisati oziljke
proslosti...
12.8.2008
SweeTGoth
...Divided we stand in the light of a frozen sun
Cursing the Gods we have become
We steal the fire from a sacred heart
And bleed the wine unholy
We fall in love with the serpent's song
And fear nothing...
HIM,In The Nightside Of Eden
To One I Love...
In the dark side of Eden,
I've played dead.
I've been just a frozen figure,
far away from the life.
One hundred years,I've slept on the
bed of faded roses.
An endless silence and thorned way,
were kept my lonely grave.
Through the gate of darkness
You've dared to elapse
and save my frozen body.
You've came to my bed of
died roses,and kissed me gentle...
You have thawed my frozen lips,
You have made my heart to beat again...
You have brought the blood in my
dead body...
You've took me to the river and showed me the moon...
Gave me a wild rose and kissed me again...
In the night silence and moon reflection,
You whispered to me three words...
..I love you...
"Darling",I've said,"Would you ever know that you are the
one who have set me free?"Would you ever know
you are the one I've ever loved?"
You were just smiled and embraced me tight...
"I will never let you go.."you said and dropped my tears away...
By SweeTGoth
I Love You
Otrovna jabuka tvoje ljubavi
Iza grimiznih vrata,u slatkom neredu,
sjedi djevojka drzeci svijecu u ruci.
Pridji joj blize i cut ces da tesko dise.
Pridji blize i pogledaj dobro.
Prepoznat ces djevojku duge kose.
Pridji blize i dotakni joj lice.
Osjetit ces suzu medju prstima.
Makni joj njezno kosu s lica i pogledaj.
Prepoznajes li djevojku tuznog pogleda?
Ne vjerujes vlastitim ocima.
Iza razmrljane sminke i prozirnih suza,
shvatio si da poznajes to lice.
Shvatio si da sam to ja...Tvoja Snjeguljica
crne kose i crvenih usana.
Stani mirno i otvori cula.
Cujes li da jedva disem?
Zarobljena sam u kavezu vlastitih osjecaja,
zarobljenica vlastitog uma postala sam.
Cvrsto drzim razbijeni okvir u ranjenoj ruci.
Pokusavam izaci iz kaveza,ali moja crna
krila leptira ne mogu se rastvoriti.
Uvenula ruza u mojoj kosi prica pricu
o danima nase srece.
Moje tesko disanje pretvorilo se u
panicne napade.
Kavez mi je pretijesan,zasto me ne zelis
osloboditi?
Moja krila slomljena su i ne mogu
poletjeti,ali ti me mozes spasiti.
Hladnim,snaznim rukama,ipak
oslobodio si me.
Otvorio si kavez,ali dragi,ti
vec davno ubio si me.
Dao si mi otrovnu jabuku,
srce prepolovio.Onako bezdusno
otisao si dok sam polako umirala
zbog otrova tvoje ljubavi.
Bojis se,vidim.
Bojis se mojega lica.
Ja sam tvoja savjest,tvoja
najgora nocna mora.
Tvoja sam sjena do kraja tvog zivota.
Jer dragi,tvoj otrov me ubio.
Moje tijelo sada lezi u tisini
hladnoga groba.
Pusti grob ukrasavaju uvenule
ruze,a nocne ptice moji su
posjetioci.
Moja nemirna dusa,dragi,pratiti
ce te,jer...
Bio si poput zle starice i hladnokrvno
me ubio otrovom crvene jabuke...
03.07.2008.
SweeTGoth
Sparkling Angel
Rasirenih bijelih krila,andjele moj,u najljepsoj
prljavo bijeloj haljini,bio si moj cuvar.
Paranormalno,znam,ali osjecala sam tvoju radost.
Tvoji osjecaji,bili su moji.
Prekrasnih bijelih krila,andjele moj,stitio si me.
Tvoja su mi krila davala zivotnu snagu,andjele.
Posjecivao si me u snu,smijali smo se zajedno.
Dijelili smo snove,radost i bol.Srecu i tugu.
Andjele moj.
Jedne kisne,hladne noci,
dosao si na prozor moj.
Slomljenih krila,crne haljine.
Tvoja aureola,andjele moj,izbljedila je.
Te kisne,hladne noci,nepomicno sam
lezala u krevetu.
Bolnim pogledom,gledala sam te slomljena,
dok suze prekrivas i bolno se smijesis.
Uzaludan je bio svaki tvoj pokusaj vracanja
osmijeha na moje blijedo lice.
Nada je vec davno izgubljena,andjele moj.
Hladni dah izlazio je iz usta,dok
hladne,promrzle usne jedva,tiho,
izgovarase tvoje ime.
Te,noci,andjele moj,
dobih krila boje ugljena,haljinu crnu,
srebrnoga veza.
U tami,prisao si mi tiho,poklonio ruzu
i sapnuo njezno
rijeci koje oslobodile su me.
U tami,ti i ja plesali smo na simfoniji
crne kisne noci.
Moj andjele...
Jos uvijek osjecam svaki tvoj strah,svaku tvoju
radost,svaku tvoju suzu
Svaki tvoj osjecaj.
Tvoj njezni dodir daje mi snagu,
hladni poljubci tvojih usana
brisu sve moje strahove,sve moje suze.
Oduzimaju moj duh.
U tami noci,rasirenih krila,
moj andjeo i ja plesemo
po zvijezdama,na simfoniji noci,
na mjesecevoj svjetlosti.
SweeTGoth
14.6.2008
