Death in June

These lyrics have been floating in my head for a day or so...

From the ashes of liars
Grow the flowers of hope
From the steeples and spires
Hang each tear from a rope

...and now I'm on a mission to re-acquire The World that Summer, by Death in June, my favorite album of theirs. I used those lyrics from "Come Before Christ and Murder Love" (above) for a senior yearbook page that my friends and I bought.

The embossed flowers covering the entire LP cover was my favorite. I bought it at Reckless Records when they had just opened on Haight Street during one of my annual summer trips to San Francisco with my mother.

There was an inscription along the center of the LP that I had forgotten about until I saw the lyrics on their website. I remember "one is the number..." but I don't remember "anonymous in glory." Back then, I used to look forward to opening up my LPs to read the inscriptions.

Come Before Christ and Murder Love

Drown me with your sorrow
Taint me with your treason
To find your God is hollow
Brings death to all reason

Wolf grey adonis
A cruel life dawns
Curse me with obsessiveness
Futility and scorn
Moved to speak?
You made your choice
We had our chance
And lost our voice

Your alleyway, your terror
Glistens with despair
Dead meat and error
The only crown I'll wear

From the ashes of liars
Grow the flowers of hope
From the steeples and spires
Hang each tear from a rope

Moved to speak?
You made your choice
We had our chance
And lost our voice

I still classify this as goth, but it's labeled as folk rock or Neofolk (!).

- Cassaendra