All The Stars Are Dead Now

Current 93

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    (Jesus killed Hitler, Jesus killed Hitler)
    (Jesus killed Hitler, Jesus killed Hitler)

    Bloody smoke
    Foggy smoke
    Beginnings and endings
    There's a heart of the world
    In the bowed bony Burren
    There's a trip-hole to her heart
    In soaring Snæfellsness
    And the crack of the world
    The moist Muddy lips of her
    The slit of the mother fallen
    Sliced from the stars
    By the slicing discus
    At Kamarupa, Kamarupa, Kamarupa

    From her mouth at the ends of the world
    From her mouth at the ends of the times
    The shapes that form the ends of the wheelings
    The forces that shape the form of the breaths
    That cover the clouds of the green world's last dancing's
    Flicker forth like spring-heeled jackals
    All laughing and bloody and wrathful
    And peaceful, and shining, and pallid
    And burning, and liquid, and sadness
    And joy, and joy
    (Mansour is smiling teethly at the stars)
    (John sits on the stairs with me)
    (His eyes are shining)
    (Mother, come to me!)

    Little lovely licking tongues of fire
    Smiling and slyly emerge from the stones
    The air is now very, very viscous
    In the distance, Sunday children play pipes
    The air is now very violent
    Birds do not fill the air
    Laughing does not fill the air
    No bodies fill the air
    But the Sun filters slowly through the air
    As if it has turned to sticky sweet mud
    All flowers die
    Except for some few
    A chain of burning bloody flowers
    Follow my eyes crying tears
    (Lilith is smiling at the corpse of a cow)
    (And in that corpsey cow)
    (The corpse of another)
    (And so on and so on)
    (And perhaps forever)
    (If times were not folding and falling)
    (Over each other)
    (And so on and so on and so on)
    (And certainly endless)

    Mene mene tekel upharsin
    We have been weighed and lost
    We have been weighed and lost

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    (I slept, I dreamt, I dreamed a dream)
    (London bright fires smiling and burning)
    (Light roads road through the star-lacked night)
    (Many dark suns are falling, falling down)
    (London Bridge is destroyed)
    (In my mind pigs and rubble gnaw)
    (In the dark heights and hearts of Albion)
    (Shudderings in the heart)
    (Cruelty in the heart)
    (And this is over)
    (All over now)
    (In Kamarupa)
    (In Kamarupa)

    My eyes my mind spinning
    Spinning back and forth
    Eyes in London
    Mind in a hole
    Oh, they come, they come
    They run out
    Fleeing from what
    They come out running, running
    Great Babylon has fallen, fallen, fallen
    Jerusalem has fallen, fallen, fallen
    The great, great beast
    Is dead, dead, dead, dead!
    Simon, Simon is dead, dead, dead, dead!
    And some other bleeding children
    Are smiling
    They're dead in the rubble
    They're dead, dead, dead, dead!
    And Mercury rises
    And Mercury falls
    And how dead, dead, dead, dead
    Dead, dead, are you?

    Summertime
    When the living is easy
    Summertime
    When the dying is easy

    The world shudders on
    Black tree against a bruised blue sky
    The fairground is all shabby and silent
    Red sky at night
    Red sky at night
    Danger
    Christ is crying
    Christ's tears leaving
    His night and heart
    All the many faces we have worn
    All the many faces we have borne
    And dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
    Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead are we

    Though once I thought
    Oh, once I read
    The hidden God plays hide and seek
    Whilst others still run from him
    From the world's stomach
    The goddies emerge
    And who comes to judge us
    And who comes to push us
    The bloody master
    Is bloody dead, dead, dead!
    And who comes to strike us
    And who comes to hold us
    Where is his colour
    Where is her cover
    And what is her nature
    And where does he shine from
    (Broken birds move through the air
    They all drink blood)
    When Christ smiles, his smile is broken
    Holly ivy old dead trees
    Dead, dead, dead!
    Holly and ivy, dead, dead, dead, dead
    Dead, dead, dead, dead
    Dead, dead, dead, dead!
    Rainbow lovely arc, lovely light
    Dead, dead, dead, dead!
    Horn stag cross meets hunter
    Dead, dead, dead, dead!
    (Oh, Saint Eustace, ora pro nobis)
    Old woman, old woman, old woman
    Old and dead, dead, dead, dead!
    Now no summers left
    This side of boxwood
    Crosses broken in my midsummer

    The south is dying
    The north is dying
    The west is dying
    The east is dying

    Ah, there are four corners to the world, she said
    And everyone
    Is dead, dead, dead, dead
    Dead, dead, dead!
    Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
    Dead, dead!
    Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
    Dead, dead!
    And all the planets
    They're dead, dead, dead, dead!
    And all my heart
    Is dead, dead, dead, dead
    Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
    Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead!
    It's all dead, dead, dead!

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    Composition: Current 93 and David Tibet

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