[ [ Dead Souls ] ] ---------> [ JOY DIVISION ] . : . :



Someone take these dreams away
That point me to another day
A duel of personalities
That stretch all true reality
And keep calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me

When figures from the past stand tall
And mocking voices ring the hall
Imperialistic house of prayer
Conquistadores who took
their share
And keep calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me

Calling me, calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
The keep calling me






_____________ [ CHArl[Ö]tté ] _____________ Dead SOuLs . . .

[ - Heroin - ] __________ THe VElveT UNDergrOUND

I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me now, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know




- - [ CHarlotte ] - -

[ [ [ Battery In Your Leg ] ] ]



This is a ballad for the good times
So put a battery in your leg
Put a rock beat on the record
and get it stuck there in your head
You can be with me

I've got nothing to rely on
I've broken every bone
Everybody's stopped believing
But you know you're not alone
You can be with me

This is a ballad for the good times
Another dignity we held
Don't get better ...........
and you ain't coming back
You can be with me
If you want to be
You can be with me





About YoU . . .

In My MInd . . .





- - - [ CHarlÖTté ] - - -


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ABout MY BesT LOve....I LOve YOu SO mUCh

I MiSS You...

I NeeD You . . .

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PAge By MY Love.......


MY SweeT prInce....You¨r The One .. . .




MORRISSEY (SEASICK,YET STILL DOCKED)

I am a poor freezingly cold soul
So far from where
I intended to go
Scavenging through life's very constant lulls
So far from where I'm determined to go

Wish I knew the way to reach the one I love
There is no way ...
Wish I had the charm to attract the one I love
But you see, I've got no charm
Mmm...

Tonight I've consumed much more than I can hold
Oh, this is very clear to you
And you can tell I have never really loved
You can tell, by the way, I sleep all day

And all of my life no-one gave me anything
No-one has ever given me anything
My love is as sharp as a needle in your eye
You must be such a fool
To pass me by






. . . [ CharLOtte ] . . .







NINE INCH NAILS::::: THE CROW SONG




I KILL YOU LOVE

[ [ [ A Short Term Effect ] ] ] [ [ [ The CUre ] ] ] [ PORNOGRAPHI]



Movement
No movement
Just a falling bird
Cold as it hits the bleeding ground
He lived and died...
Catch sight
Cover me with earth
Draped in black
Static
White sound

A day without substance
A change of thought
An atmosphere that rots with time
Colours that flicker in water
A short term effect

Scream!
As she tries to push him over
Helpless and sick
With teeth of madness
Jump jump dance and sing
Sideways across the desert
A charcoal face
Bites my hand
Time is sweet
Derange and disengage everything

A day without substance
A change of thought
The atmosphere rots with time
Colours that flicker in water
A short term effect

An echo
And a stranger's hand
A short term effect
An echo
And a stranger's hand
A short term effect






. . . [ CHarlÖtte ] . . . Where is MY mind?