Tag: gothic metal

It’s this damn time of the year again when everyone I care about feels like this

Type O Negative – “Gravitational Constant: G = 6.67 x 10⁻⁸ cm⁻³ gm⁻¹ sec⁻²” from 1991s “

Slow, Deep And Hard“

lyrics by Peter Steele

[a. Unjustifiable Existence]

One two three four
I don’t wanna live no more

Well I’ve got no more reason to live
And I’ve got no more love to give
Tonight’s the night
I’ll paint the town red
I’ll put another whole through my head

Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence

Now I feel the weight of a world on my back
I’ve seen the future
The future looks black
It’s what I must do
I have no reservations
Ain’t talk ‘bout self preservation

Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence

Gravity
Crushing me
Gravity
Crushing me
Crushing me
Crushing me

[b. Acceleration (due to gravity) – 980cm^-2 sec]

Yeah I feel something pulling me down
Forcing me between myself and the ground
Of all the nightmares that ever came true
I think that gravity (gravity-gravity) is you

Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence

Gravity
Crushing me
Gravity
Crushing me
Crushing me
Crushing me

[c. Antimatter: Electromechanical Psychedelicosis]

[d. Requiem for a Souless Man]

I’ve got a problem
A problem with hate
I can’t go on dragging this weight
A cold steel hand that won’t let go
Acid-filled thoughts out of control

I built myself a nice little cage
With bars of anger and a lock of rage
I can’t help asking Who’s got the key?
When I know damned well it’s me

No I ain’t hinting for sympathy
I’m used to dealing with apathy
The scars on my wrists may seem like a crime
Just wish me better luck next time

So what if I died a thousand deaths
You think I’m insane but I have no regrets
One more time won’t matter no question
Suicide is self expression.

(Source: https://www.youtube.com/)

Paradise Lost – “Embers Fire” from 1994s “Seals The Sense” EP

Lyrics

A fallen time that’s bygone
A crude elite that’s from a distant zone
You don’t know if It’s the truth you told

Anger looks on the quiet dreaming
Seals the sense incandescent ones

Hold back desire for danger
A bet you lose, you’ll have no way to turn
I see the man who lives and breathes corruption
Into a circle that you call you own

Don’t run away, from the pain,
A claim that you deal with
A power game, from within,
Impossible for you to see this

Laid down the laws of deceit
The ones who cherish are the ones who’ll go
Into the ashes of a tortured world
Only in mind’s eye can you see a light

Harmony break, dark awakes, in old eyes
The trouble, feel it
Here to stay, mark the way,
Improvise the judgment hearing

Anger looks on the quiet dreaming
Seals the scenes incandescent ones
All remains of the glowing embers
is a bleak cold irrelevance

The Nefilim – “Chaocracy”

Lyrics by Carl McCoy

Love, lite, life, liberty, you and I on the parapet of life
Move on guided by the lite of hope, yeah, the lite of hope
But fools your reward is neither here nor after
Some want liberty, some want life, some want anything
But everything just right, the lite enters, always chance
Always change enter chaos, walk me through
Chaos where I can bare my face, were there, shadow and lite
A little vanity, a little vice, a little ritual, a little rite
Lucifer and Christ some want, they want, some want, Lucifer
Some want, some want Christ reality I want lite, insanity I want lite
Duality I want lite and liberty I want lite heresy I want lite
I want lite enter me, I want chance, I want change
We’re chaos walking through, chaos, where I can bare my face, where, go, let, go
As I gaze into the mirror of doubt, I see the barrenness of this life that remains
Yet in despair we begin to see true lite, in weakness we can be strong
Let us draw substance from our shadow chaos above me chaos beneath me chaos around me and chaos within me…

That’s why I love Relapse Records

Amorphis’ 1994 Masterpiece “Tales From The Thousand Lakes” in full length.

Some consider it as one of the very first Melodic Death Metal records to others it was a perfect blend of Death Metal and Doom Metal and some even consider it as one of the best Goth Metal records ever recorded. Fact is it was groundbreaking and still sounds great 23 years later.

I consider it as one of the must have records from the 90′s and “Black Winter Day” is a song I to this day love playing live.

Type O Negative – “Red Water (Christmas Morning)” from 1996s “October Rust”

Lyrics by Peter Steele

Wake up, it’s Christmas mourn
Those loved have long since gone
The stockings are hung but who cares
Preserved for those no longer there
Six feet beneath me sleep
Black lights hang from the tree
Accents of dead holly
Whoa mistletoe
(It’s growing cold)
I’m seeing ghosts
(I’m drinking old)
Red water
Red water

Red water chase them away
My tables been set for but seven
Just last year I dined with eleven
Goddamn ye merry gentlemen
Whoa mistletoe
(It’s growing cold)
I’m seeing ghosts
(I’m drinking old)
Red water
Red water
Red water chase them away.