Under the fog, there are shadows moving...
Don't be afraid, hold my hand...
Into the dark, there are eyelids closing...
Buried alive in the shifting sands...
Porcelain Heart
Industrial _ Metal
Crucified.
A trail of insects down your spine.
Vermin inside you.
Control you.
Devour you.
Metal: A Headbanger's Journey
Nighty Night
"Dying is a very dull, dreary affair. And my advice to you is to have nothing whatever to do with it."
-W. Somerset Maugham
"Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one."
-Stella Adler
"No one feels another's grief, no one understands another's joy.
People imagine that they can reach one another. In reality they only pass each other by."
-Franz Schubert
This is the Hungarian Suicide song which has mysteriously induced a number of people to take their lives. This is the original version by Hungarian composer Rezso Seress. Internationally known and performed as Gloomy Sunday. In Hungarian, Szomorú Vasárnap.
In it's entirety ~ Szomorú Vasárnap by Rezso Seress