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Imperium I



The Lord is my shepherd

I shall not want

He leadeth me into green pastures

The Lord is my shepherd

The Lord is my shepherd

Shall I see you again?

Imperium

Imperium

Imperium



One generation passes away

And another generation cometh in

But this earth abideth forever

The sun also rises

And the sun goeth down

And hastens to his place

Way low

All the rivers run into the sea

Yet the sea is never full

And to the place from hence the rivers come

Thither they return again

All things are full of labour

Man can not utter it

The eye is not satisfied with seeing

Nor the eye filled with hearing

Imperium

Imperium

Imperium



The thing that has been it is that which shall be

And that which is done is that which shall be done

And there is no new thing under the sun

Is there any new thing whereof it may be said

See this is new it hadn't been already

Of all time which lasts before us

There is no remembrance of former things

Neither shall there be any remembrance of things

That which is crooked cannot be made straight

That which is wanted cannot be numbered



To every thing there is a season

And a time to every purpose

Under the heavens



A time to be born and a time to die

A time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted

A time to kill and a time to heal

A time to break down and a time to build up

A time to weep and a time to laugh

A time to mourn and a time to dance

A time to cast away stones and a time to gather stones together

A time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing

A time to get and a time to lose

A time to keep and a time to cast away

A time to weed and a time to sow

A time to keep silence and a time to speak

A time to love and a time to hate

A time of war and a time of peace



Imperium II



How can there be pleasure?

How can there be joy?

When the whole world is burning

What joy is there in this body

Seeing these discarded bones

Scattered here and there

Where they were tossed upon the ground

Through the same moment of the night

Humans first emptied in the womb

The journey of their life to death begins

Once gone there is no turning back

At daybreak many people are seen

At evening one is gone from sight

At evening many people can be seen

Next morning one is gone from sight

Nights are long when one can't sleep

The road seems long for those exhausted

Life's obliterated so soon



Some die when they are in the womb

Some on the ground where they were born

Some die just as they learn to crawl

And some just as they learn to walk

Some die old and some die young

Some in the very prime of life



All people pass away in term

Just like the fall of ripened fruit

As all ripe fruit always falls and rots

So all who are born by their deaths destroyed

Collection in the end dispersed

Whatever rises must also fall

All meetings end in seperation

The final end of life is death



Sorrow arises from all beauty

From all beauty arises fear

When all beauty is given up

Neither sorrow nor fear exist

And the law is Imperium

Imperium, imperium, imperium, imperium



Imperium III



Imperium

Imperium

Imperium



This life of man is but a span

We all come down in fields of rape



Our little eyes do glitter like the sun

But the leaves do wither

And the branches decay

And all are born of

Will soon fall away

He gave me honey

All mixed with gold

He gave me words

Envowed with awe

He gave me a delicate gown to wear

All stitched with sorrow

And hemmed with fear

And twisted steel and broken wheels



In a million years ten million years

I curse all gold and silver

This life of man is but a span

We all come down in fields of rape



As thou knowest not what is the way of the spirit

Nor how the bones do grow

In the womb of her that is with child

Even so thou knowest not the words of God who maketh all

In the morning sow thy seed

And in the evening withhold and apprehend

For thou knowest not whether she'll prosper

This or that

Or whether they should both be



In a million years ten million years

I curse all gold and silver



Remember now thy creator in the days of life

How evil days come out

And the years go by

Then thou shalt see

I had no pleasure

How the sun or the light

Or the moon and the stars be all darkened

How the clouds return after the rain

In the day when the kings of the house shall tremble

And the strong men shall bow themselves

And the quiet de-cease for there are few

And those who are gone to the windows be darkened

And the door shall be shut on the streets

When the sound of the quiet days

And we shall summon the voice of the birds

And all the daughters of music

Shall be brought low

And men shall be afraid of that which is high

And fear shall be in the way

And the almond tree shall flourish

And the grasshopper shall be a burden

And desire shall fail

Because man goeth to his long home

And the mourners go about the streets

Or ever the silver gone be loose

Or the golden bone be broken

Or the pigeon be broken at the fountain

Or the wheel broken in the system

Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was

And the spirit shall return into God who gave it



Vanity of vanity sayeth good job

All is vanity

All is vanity

Imperium



My comment :



I think the main source of inspiration for David Tibet (Current 93 singer and text writer) for this song is the Ecclesiast from the Bible. There is of course his own mystical experience and may be some early gnostic texts written in the early times of christianity wich were later condamned by the church...

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Live Performances are dangerous !



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Current 93 - A song for Douglas after he's dead:



He crouches on the floor, there's a mask on the wall

And he leafs, through the pages of a book

But wait as he may in the shadow of other leaves

His heart, in embraces to times long since scorched



The horizon folds over, with a purpose sun rise

And the wind, carry smoke, from the world that is burning

The smoke clogs in his hair, and he's covered with patterns

And a decent, of life trees, on his camouflaged soul

With a winter of memories, carved ponder bone white

Beyond his sculls for, a scorpion lies

In the crunch of the snow, as his darkness increases

A twilight of ice, encircles his teeth



This is a song for Douglas, after he's dead

This is a song for Douglas, his mercury dances



There's a swastika carved, in the palm of his hand

There's a crooked cross, that is caught in his mind

There waits a falling sun, in his eyes

There's the honor, of violence, on his lips

His father waits for him, in the towers of silence

Where they worship the fires, so long ago quenched

And the two willow trees, with el has inverted

The fork of life snapped

They are father and son

So mingling dust, as if life itself, had been mostly illusion

But parchly real

And parchly pain



And over some wall, if you look through ruble

Amongst ruins of churches, where life conquers death

Thou empires can not last, where blood and concepts

The folted and failed

A cloud still sow his teeth

As the world disappears



This is a song for Douglas, after he's dead

This is a song for my Douglas, his mercury dances



More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/current_93/#share