From the album Yorick
After the breakup of the original lineup Vic and Jim started to write some new songs for the upcoming album.
We knew we had wrote a goth classic when we listened to November. The choirs, the emphasis on Vic's barytone, the horror movie guitar solo. Everything was there and even the title is dedicated to the beauty in darkness and decay.
One man said to me
That mankind never learns from history
Now I understand so well his mention
Memories of long lost time
I'm facing all my doubts inside
Is there something I should know
That you won't tell me?
Devastating realistic genocide
The threshold bursts upon the point of climax
I'll hide my tears
I'm feeling that I'm thrown again
Down for execution
Through the floury shades of mist
I see a light shining
Gates of love and gates of hate
All I ever dreamed about
Buried in the rain of tears
Ride the snake and ride the thunder
Through the acid tears we cry
How could we forget the celebration?
Chilled to the marrow of serenity
Or is it still the pouring rain?
We know it's not the rape of virtue
November fears, November tears
Abuse them all, abused for years
Being torn is our contribution