Lumiere et Fumee[series]

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Disintegration of Light

Star Rain

Röyksopp- Tricky Tricky

Röyksopp- electropop/synthpop/ambient(Norway)

Album- Junior(2009)

Lyrics:

6 afraid of 7, cause 7 8 9
I’m about to lose it a second time
Staring at the wall, hour after hour
Running up and down, over and over

It’s tricky tricky, this little 1 2
Well if it is a lunatic we’ll name it after you
Put it in your pocket, and pick it up
We’re here to entertain, show them what you’ve got

6 afraid of 7 cause 7 8 9
I’m afraid of losing the pieces I find
If I was created equal, is this what I get
A bunch of stories to interpret

Ready to rock it, like rock n roll
You are the flower in glittering gold
Sleeping in the palm, the palm of my hand
They show you who to follow, it looks like a man

6 afraid of 7 cause 7 8 9
I’m about to lose it a second time
Staring at the wall, hour after hour
Running up and down, over and over

Ready to rock it, like rock n roll
You are the flower in glittering gold
Sleeping in the palm, the palm of my hand
They show you who to follow, it looks like a man

It’s tricky tricky, this little 1 2
Well if it is a lunatic, we’ll name it after you
Put it in your pocket, and pick it up
We’re here to entertain, show them what you got

Ready to rock it, like rock n roll
You are the flower in glittering gold
Sleeping in the palm, the palm of my hand
They show you who to follow, it looks like a man

It looks like a man…

Emilie Autumn- Marry Me

Emilie Autumn- cabaret,electronica,classical,folk,new age

album- Opheliac(2006)

Lyrics:

Marry me, he said, through his rotten teeth, bad breath, and then
Marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd, but when
I was in his bed, and my father had sold me
I knew I hadn’t any choice, hushed my voice, did what any girl would do and
When I’m beheaded at least I was wedded
And when I am buried at least I was married
I’ll hide my behavior with wine as my savior

But, oh, what beautiful things I’ll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I’m lucky to share his bed
Especially since I’ll soon be dead

Marry me, he said, god, he’s ugly, but fortune is ours
Running in the gardens enjoying men, women, and flowers
Then I break a glass and I slit my own innermost thigh
So that I can pretend that I’m menstru…well, unavailable
My life is arranged but this union’s deranged
So I’ll fuck who I choose for I’ve nothing to lose
And when master’s displeased I’ll be down on my knees again

Oh, what beautiful things I’ll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I’m lucky to share his bed
Especially since I’ll soon be dead

When dining on peacock I know I won’t swallow
Through balls, births, and bridge games I know what will follow
We’re coupled together through hell, hurt, and hunger
Or at least until husband finds someone younger
Yes, fertilization is part of my station
I laugh as he drabs me in anticipation
Of sons who will run things when I’m under covers
But whose children are they? Why, mine and my lover’s!

But, oh, what beautiful things I’ll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I’m lucky to share his bed
Especially since I’ll soon be dead
What beautiful things I’ll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I’m lucky to share his bed
So why do I wish I was…

Emilie Autumn – Gothic Lolita

Emilie Autumn- cabaret,electronica,classical,folk,new age

album- Opheliac(2006)

Lyrics:

How old are you?
I’m older than you’ll ever be
I’ve been dead a thousand years
And lived only two or three
I don’t mind telling you
My life was ended by your hand
The kind of murder where nobody dies
But I don’t suppose you’d understand
Call off the search
We’ve found her

If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won’t arrest you
The world won’t detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn’t do
I’m Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I’m not even legal
I’m just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it’s my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita

Thank you, kind sirs
You’ve made me what I am today
A bundle of broken nerves
A mouthful of words I’m still afraid to say
I don’t mind telling you
Now that I’m old enough to love
I couldn’t begin to even if
My pretty life depended on it
And funny thing, it does
Call off the search
We’ve found her

If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won’t arrest you
The world won’t detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn’t do
I’m Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I’m not even legal
I’m just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it’s my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita

I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream

I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your worst nightmare
Now scream

If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won’t arrest you
The world won’t detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn’t do
I’m Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I’m not even legal
I’m just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it’s my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita