by Pig with the Face of a Boy on album La La Ha Ha
To Moscow I came seeking fortune But they're making me work til I'm dead The bourgeoisie have it so easy The Tsar's putting gold on his bread The people of Moscow are hungry But think what a feast the
by Pig with the Face of a Boy on album La La Ha Ha
To Moscow I came seeking fortune But they're making me work til I'm dead The bourgeoisie have it so easy The Tsar's putting gold on his bread The people of Moscow are hungry But think what a feast the
by The Sound of Arrows feat. Niki & The Dove on album Stay Free
What's your story babe? You come a long, long way I know it breaks your heart, baby And I see the hurricane Swept you off of your feet again, baby Rest your head now, won't you? And know when I hold
by The Sisters of Mercy on album Gothic Sanctuary
In the temple of love you hide together Believing pain and fear outside But someone near you rides the weather And the tears he cried will rain on walls As wide as lovers eyes In the temple of love, s
by The Choir of St John's College, Cambridge on album Hear My Prayer (Choral Favourites) (St John's College Choir feat. conductor George Guest)
On the wings of a snow white dove He sends his pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove. When troubles surround us when evils come The body grows weak the spirit grows numb When these
by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows on album A Strange Thing To Say
In my version of the story, Nemo makes out with Arronax, below the surface of the oceans, in the uncharted, murky depths. In those lower regions of this world, where the cruel light reaches not, they
by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows on album A Strange Thing To Say
In my version of the story, Nemo makes out with Arronax, below the surface of the oceans, in the uncharted, murky depths. In those lower regions of this world, where the cruel light reaches not, they
by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows on album Have You Seen This Ghost?
If the face of Love is like that of a clock, then its little Hand is represented by a Cock. At the stroke of midnight then, if you catch my drift, he arrived at the fabulous Cruising-ground, 'cause on
by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows on album Have You Seen This Ghost?
If the face of Love is like that of a clock, then its little Hand is represented by a Cock. At the stroke of midnight then, if you catch my drift, he arrived at the fabulous Cruising-ground, 'cause on
by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows on album Have You Seen This Ghost?
If the face of Love is like that of a clock, then its little Hand is represented by a Cock. At the stroke of midnight then, if you catch my drift, he arrived at the fabulous Cruising-ground, 'cause on
by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows on album Have You Seen This Ghost?
If the face of Love is like that of a clock, then its little Hand is represented by a Cock. At the stroke of midnight then, if you catch my drift, he arrived at the fabulous Cruising-ground, 'cause on
by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows on album Have You Seen This Ghost?
If the face of Love is like that of a clock, then its little Hand is represented by a Cock. At the stroke of midnight then, if you catch my drift, he arrived at the fabulous Cruising-ground, 'cause on
by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows on album La Chambre D'echo
Every now and then it seems to me that there is greatest danger lying hidden in the depths of sleep ... Saddest the wanderer ... who is travelling here for far too often ..., or just longer than his m
by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows on album Like A Corpse Standing In Desperation 3
Out- out are the lights- out all! And, over each quivering form, The curtain, a funeral pall, Comes down with the rush of a storm
by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows on album Like A Corpse Standing In Desperation 3
Out- out are the lights- out all! And, over each quivering form, The curtain, a funeral pall, Comes down with the rush of a storm
by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows on album La Chambre D'echo
Every now and then it seems to me that there is greatest danger lying hidden in the depths of sleep ... Saddest the wanderer ... who is travelling here for far too often ..., or just longer than his m