Ain't that a bitch

Up in smoke you've lost another lover
As you take the hit of your last cigarette
Strung out, burnt out
Yeah you're down on your luck
And you don't give a...
'Til the best part of you starts to twitch
Ain't that a bitch

Freak out! I'm alone now
I feel just like I'm losin' my mind
'Cause love is like the right dress
On the wrong girl
You never know what you're gonna find
You think you're high and fine as wine
Then you wind up like a dog in a ditch
'Cause love is like wrong turn
On a cold night... yeah
Ain't that a bitch, Ain't that a bitch

In a daze
In the throes of emotion
You see God in the Devil's eyes
Then you fall so far from grace
You wouldn't know a kiss
If it was on your face
You can tell it to the jury
But you ain't got no case

Freak out! I'm alone now
I feel just like I'm losin' my mind
'Cause love is like the right dress
On the wrong girl
You never know what you're gonna find
The gal was fine as calamine but not
Enough to scratch a seven year itch
'Cause love is like the last licks
Outta Hendrix... yeah
Ain't that a bitch, Ain't that a bitch

Then you feel so out of place
Lickin' up the arsenic
From the same old lace
You know the stuff is poison
But you gotta have a taste

You gotta
Freak out! I'm alone now
I feel just like I'm losin' my mind
'Cause love is like the right dress
On the wrong girl
You never know what you're gonna find
You think you're high and fine as wine
Then you wind up with your face in a ditch
'Cause love is like a warm gun
On a cold night... yeah
Ain't that a bitch, Ain't that a bitch

Her Ghost in the Fog

"The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
But on, no tears please
Fear and pain may accompany Death
But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty
as We shall see..."

She was divinity's creature
That kissed in cold mirrors
A Queen of Snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry
Sought Her everywhere
Dark liqoured eyes
An Arabian nightmare...

She shone on watercolours
Of my pondlife as pearl
Until those who couldn't have Her
Cut Her free of this World

That fateful Eve when...
The trees stank of sunset and camphor
Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw
An imquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast
On my love picking rue by the light of the moon

Putting reason to flight
Or to death as their way
They crept through woods mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Of Her hips that held sway
Over all they surveyed
Save a mist on the rise
(A deadly blessing to hide)
Her ghost in the fog

They raped left...
(Five men of God)
...Her ghost in the fog

Dawn discovered Her there
Beneath the Cedar's stare
Silk dress torn, Her raven hair
Flown to gown Her beauty bared
Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost
I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer

She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood
"Never to part
Lest jealous Heaven stole our hearts"

Then this I screamed:
"Come back to Me
I was born in love with thee
So why should fate stand inbetween?"

And as I drowned Her gentle curves
With dreams unsaid and final words
I espied a gleam trodden to earth
The Church bell tower key...

The village mourned her by the by
For She'd been a witch
their Men had longed to try
And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs
My tortured soul on ice

A Queen of snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry
Sought Her everywhere
Trappistine eyes
An Arabian nightmare...

She was Ersulie possessed
Of a milky white skin
My porcelain Yin
A graceful Angel of Sin

And so for Her...
The breeze stank of sunset and camphor
My lantern chased Her phantom and blew
Their Chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain
Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed...

Putting reason to flight
Or to flame unashamed
I swept form cries
Mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Or Her hips that held sway
Over all those at bay
Save a mist on the rise
A final blessing to hide
Her ghost in the fog

And I embraced
Where lovers rot...
Her ghost in the fog

Her ghost in the fog

Nocturnes - I (Pollini)

Op. 9 no. 1, 2, 3
Op. 15 no. 1, 2, 3
Op. 27 no. 1, 2
Op. 32 no. 1, 2

Mourners

Meagre trees in the shrouds, as old as the stones...
Mourners of abandon'd love, forever their woes shall grow silent
O how many times may the moon has shone - reflected in these black lakes?
Should it be that can hear, the woes of those who ceased their lifes?

O so old they are... they bare the neverending grief...
Age-old miserability
Ancient bitter beauty

Lost is the hope of those, who walk the moors with pain in heart
...And all joy it sinks, burried deep, forever presumed dead

O, so old they are... they bare the neverending grief...
Age - old miserability, a bitter beauty thrilling me.

Elegia

Desde que no existe el alma de mi alma
Me paso las noches cazando tormentas
Para olvidar que en el fondo no puedo olvidar
La dulce voz del silencio

Estrellas fugaces se confunden con faros
Cuando navegas perdido en el océano de medianoche

Naufrago en lo irreal
Cegado por la oscuridad
Y mis velas en silencio piden sólo un amanecer
...hasta que vuelva la tempestad

Noche amante no me creas ingrato
Pero quisiera despertar bajo las alas del sol

Naufrago en lo irreal
Cegado por la oscuridad
Y mis velas en silencio piden sólo un amanecer
...hasta que vuelva la tempestad

Avanzo en lo irreal
Sanando en la oscuridad
Siguiendo otros vientos hasta cazar un amanecer
Antagonista a la tempestad.

Vastness

The life is so fragile and our time here is so short
Accustomed to this reality, we'll never touch the truth
The vastness blinds us and our minds cry
Cry under the insecurity of the unknown... unknown

And what then comes?, nothingness, nobody knows
Days, years pass and nothing really changes
We are waiting for a sign, but it never comes
Our ignorance persists until the last moment on this world... this world

...We're in grief and uncertainty...

[Chorus *2]
Trying to define my true existence
My real life, but there's no light

Time doesn't stop, one by one we begin to fall
Fears, cries for our lives that leave us without advice
And we think that, our existence is so wretched
Day by day we walk to the end and we live only for dying... for dying