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Lyrics Of The Week, Episode 308 – ‘Dominion/Mother Russia’

In Anna's, Lyrics Of The Week on March 31, 2012 at 9:12 am

Hello friends

I am constantly surprised how easy it is now to be labelled ‘a goth’. All you have to do is to have dark make-up, black clothes (from the collection of stylish brands of course) and to listen to a clown named Marylin Manson or Amy Lee constantly lamenting as if she was participating in a neverending funeral. At least that’s how the Americans ‘understand’ being a goth. I was in my teenage years when I started listening to gothic music and I was one of few people wearing (simple) dark clothes in my high school, I think I don’t even have to add that at that time I didn’t use make up at all. Being goth was a natural need of the soul, not a fashion show.

I think the most correct definition of being a goth that I have come across is the one I read in Tylko Rock, a rock magazine I read when I was a teenage girl, the phrase was as follows if my memory serves me well, dark independent proud and slightly vampirized goths . Gothic music began in the 80′s in England with the bands like The Sisters of Mercy, Fields of Nephilim, The Mission or early The Cult. It was dark indeed, it was independent and it was proud. It was detatched from the mainstream music and from all this hectic media chaos. Personally I think gothic music couldn’t have been born anywhere but in England regarding its culture, history, mentality and even weather. I don’t say that you can’t play gothic music outside the UK because Type O’Negative and The 69 Eyes proved it is possible and very successful indeed. I say the original gothic music label should go to the bands who were playing it in the 80′s in England and everything else is just post-gothic if you really need to label it.

But for me being a goth is sth more than music. It is the state of mind. Let me translate the definition here:

‘Dark’ meaning searching for depth, having an excellent insight, the ability to look through the nature of things and being able to stand what you see no matter if it’s beautiful or ugly. Most people are too lazy to develop it. ‘Dark’ can be translated as ‘conscious’ i.e. observant, realizing own emotions, not letting to be driven by the negative ones, consequent and not afraid to take responsability. In general it is living your life instead of playing living your life.

‘Independent’ meaning not ‘indifferent’ but ‘detached’. There is plenty of unconscious people who either mix their emotions or don’t want to acknowledge them at all or are simply shallow or too lazy to search for depth. The worst thing is that my attitude makes them jealous and possessive so they constantly try to cover me with their sticky dark feelings and to tie me with their emotional blackmail, shouting or cruel words. It’s impossible to get rid of all those people from my life but it definitely is possible (and desirable) not to get under their influence.  Remaining away even if I have to tolerate their phisical presence. And that’s what makes them furious .

‘Proud’ meaning being able to stand the constant feeling of misunderstanding, provocations and quarrelsomeness of others. There is plenty of people who try to mock my beliefs and what’s worse try to logically convince me that I’m wrong. Those poor missionaries of logics and reason who try to convert you on their side….  The only way is to ignore them. To remain silent. Responding to their provocations would make their minds even more agitated and I shall not provide them such pleasure. I remain royally inaccesible for them. ‘Proud’ means courage to be yourself even if this means you’re all alone.

Gothic music is my soul’s shield against everyday chaos, emotional mess and intellectual attacks. Gothis music is my desert island even if it is little and deprived of luxuries. This is my dominion and I won’t let just anyone here. In fact I am well accustomed to loneliness. That’s the price of being conscious. However, at that point of life I am not afraid of loneliness as much as the fact I could be on my island with the wrong person. I am standing on the shore and am watching people drowning in the ocean of their dark emotions and those who managed to get on the rock of intellect but are dying from starvation and thirst. I am watching all of them and am doing nothing. Not because I am indifferent and deprived of emotions. Because hardly ever someone asks for help.

In the land of the blind
Be…

QUEEN

QUEEN

QUEEN

QUEEN

‘Vampirized’. Ah well…for me it only means that I love my pale skin and will never profane it with self-tanner .

Enjoy watching the video. It was made in the ruins of beautiful Petra in Jordan.

Which used to be Great Britain’s Dominion.

Sisters of Mercy ‘Dominion/Mother Russia’

DOMINION/MOTHER RUSSIA

Sisters of Mercy

In the heat of the night
In the heat of the day
When I close my eyes
When I look your way
When I meet the fear that lies inside
When I hear you say
In the heat of the moment
Say, say, say

Some day, some day, some day – Dominion
Come a time
Some day, some day, some day – Dominion
Some say prayers
Some say prayers
I say mine

In the light of the fact
On the lone and level
Sand stretch far away
In the heat of the action
In the settled dust
Hold hold and sway
In the meeting of mined
Down in the streets of shame
In the betting of names on gold to rust
In the land of the blind
Be…king, king, king, king

Some day, some day, some day – Dominion
Come a time
Some day, some day, some day – Dominion
Some say prayers
Some say prayers
I say mine

Some day, some day, some day – Dominion
Some say prayers
Some say prayers
I say mine

In the heat of the night
In the heat of the day
When I close my eyes
When I look your way
When I meet the fear that lies inside
When I hear you say
In the heat of the moment
Say, say, say

Some day, some day, some day – Dominion
Some say prayers
Some say prayers
I say mine
I say mine
I say mine

We serve an old man in a dry season
A lighthouse keeper in the desert sun
Dreamers of sleepers and white treason
We dream of treason and the history of the gun
There’s a lighthouse in the middle of Prussia
A white house in a red square
I’m living in films for the sake of russia
A Kino Runner for the DDR
And the fifty-two daughters of the revolution
Turn the gold to chrome
Gift…nothing to lose
Stuck inside of Memphis with the mobile home, sing:

Mother Russia
Mother Russia
Mother Russia rain down down down
Mother Russia
Mother Russia
Mother Russia rain down

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