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    Mirrors of Grotesque
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    Memoire d'Ardente
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-: Villard L. Cord - Le Vampire (ebm demo version)

, 29 2009 . 19:27 +
  -   (c) Villard L. Cord & Memoire d'Ardente
Year: 2009 (2005)
Close styles: ebm/gothic/darkwave


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Street, orphan muse of my hunger
Night, seamstress of my smart clothe
Half of the moon lost in the lantern
Light is the painting of my solitude
Step fondling ear with kindling prelude
Im leaving shadows the dark gets on hood
On her eyes, flesh and blood
The victim of heart and my art

Beast, its the creature inside me
Smile, perfect trick to enchant thee
Servants, sweet feelings, they put on me cloak
Dug out from ground of cemetry sorrow
Ghosts, their wasteland embracing with hollow
Heres another lost soul Ive to borrow
Let me see her nude in the screaming of fiddler
Fulfill me with rapture, oh, crimson of feaster!

Statue, my lamenting marble
Church dreams in abyss of humble
Ashen grand-piano in twilight soprano
Of beauteous courtesan, shameless immortal
With hair of flamme et rubis ardents
Sempares de la chair frémissante sur demande
Ah, ma petite tendre, Ive brought thee my gift
Drink trésor dune jeunesse, belle succubus, in dance

Thou belongst to my realm
Ma maison where tremble
Every shade casting fright
Every sun loosing might
Blinks of golden and silver
Skulls of rotten and splintered
Be my guest, friend of chaos
Taste my dishes with bones
Hiding eyes playing glimpses
No back road is here
Gates are open for visit
And theyre closed for the leave

Town, strip woods of hunting
Mirrors and masques à la fin
Stage is forlorn and thou comest here
Solitary and condemned
I am thy only spectator
Foretasting the last savage act
Applause fondling ears with godly amuse
I leave in shadows to pleasure thy fuss
My timid actress of blood and temptation
The victim of heart and flesh sinful possession
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-: Villard L. Cord - Little Cat

, 18 2009 . 06:55 +
  -   (c) Villard L. Cord & Teatro Drama dell'Arte
Year: 2009
Close styles: darkwave/gothic/art


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Youre the lost little girl
Lost little cat
Here you sat
Then ran away
To climb on the top
Of the highest tree
Then jump to the house
The one that smiles to the sea
And catch the breeze
The blossom of sunset
And as the moon fades in
To vanish in the dim

My lost little girl
Lost little cat
Sometimes I hear
Your silvering meows
From Selenas head
And if I could
Id be a cat to discover
What secret does cover
This beautiful moonlight thread
The sky wrapped in, gone to bed
It seems you could be my lover
Then one day I shall cover
You, my lost little cat
Then, maybe, youll teach me
How to swing
on this beautiful moonlight thread

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-: Villard L. Cord - Death (live edit)

, 16 2009 . 17:44 +
  -   (c) Villard L. Cord & Memoire d'Ardente
Year: 2009
Close styles: darkwave/gothic/classic


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Death...

, 16 2009 . 17:42 +
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Death

Many I left behind
Many I live to get
Soul pains
Heart melts
I understand I dont regret

Many I outlived
Many I couldnt change
Tears inside
Soul of night
I understand nothing is bad


Death is just the beginning of the way
You cannot pass
But pay
The defeat is always by your side
You cannot win
If dare not try

Many I did so wrong
Many I craved for return
Soul pains
Mind fades
But I dont regret Im not alone


Death is just the beginning of the way
You cannot pass
But pay
The defeat is always by your side
You cannot win
If dare not try
To die


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Memoire d'Ardente
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-: Villard L. Cord - Welcome to the Machine (tribute to Pink Floyd)

, 09 2009 . 03:05 +
  -   (c) Pink Floyd & Memoire d'Ardente
Year: 2009
Close styles: darkwave/drama dell'arte


Pink Floyd.
Memoire d'Ardente.
Memoire d'Ardente.

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Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been.
You've been in the pipeline, filling in time,
Provided with toys and 'Scouting for Boys'.
You bought a guitar to punish your ma,
And you didn't like school, and you
know you're nobody's fool,
So welcome to the machine.

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
What did you dream?
It's alright we told you what to dream.
You dreamed of a big star,
He played a mean guitar,
He always ate in the Steak Bar.
He loved to drive in his Jaguar.
So welcome to the Machine.
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Welcome to the Machine

, 09 2009 . 20:56 +
"Welcome to the Machine" - Pink Floyd "Wish You Were Here" (1975).
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Welcome to the Machine.
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Memoire d'Ardente.
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Memoire d'Ardente.


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Les Dialogues avec la Lune - Selena (lullaby)

, 19 2009 . 01:34 +
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-: Lestat de Llamorte - Selena (lullaby)

, 19 2009 . 01:33 +
(c) Lestat de Llamorte & Teatro Drama dell'Arte
Year: 2009
Close styles: darkwave/gothic/rock/music box




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Dear Selena, dont be afraid
Theres nothing that can harm you
In the moonlight bed
My sweet Selena
We have much to talk
But gently sleep,
Tomorrow well have a walk
Aside the shore, Ill whisper very secrets
Then we shall play
And you will not say: That was mistake
You always understand me
And you make me live

Selenas dreaming
Beneath the moon skies
Selenas dreaming
So young and so wise
In her silvering nocturne
My forever Moon

Dear Selena, were getting older
We cannot see, how getting colder
How loosing, and not finding
In the night with our fears fighting
Oh, do you know where moonlight flowers grow?
When we shall meet, I hope, youll bring me one
My orphan heart in late October
My pale muse of sable charm
When we shall meet
Now sleep

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Musician Profile ( )

, 06 2009 . 12:31 +
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Memoire d'Ardente

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In my land - the Autumn is forever...

, 16 2009 . 17:41 +
Autumn Vampire

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Mon adagio ardente... pour vous...
- Autumn Vampire...

Art by MarieLaReine


Autumn Vampire
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-: Villard L. Cord - Autumn Vampire

, 16 2009 . 17:31 +
  -   (c) Villard L. Cord & Teatro Drama dell'Arte
Year: 2009
Close styles: ambient/drone/darkwave/gothic/classical/poem


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Autumn Vampire

Art by MarieLaReine

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-: Lestat de Llamorte - Les Dialogues avec la Lune: Dans La Nuit Pluvieuse

, 10 2009 . 17:12 +
(c) Lestat de Llamorte & Teatro Drama dell'Arte
Year: 2009
Style: romantic emotional darkwave with english/french lyrics




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Les Dialogues avec la Lune: Dans La Nuit Pluvieuse

, 10 2009 . 17:10 +
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Dans la Nuit Pluvieuse

My sombre hollows willing me to stay (350x514, 38Kb)
Her silver tears condemn to ravishment and lust
Dementive thoughts in venomous parade
Of bare Moon maîtresse à moi
Absorbent du son portrait
Let me have drink of pallid wine
Let me sing you!
Let me taste you!
Let me drown in the liquid of your charms
So many times do fall
Nevertheless I try
Try to walk the subtle thread
From the candle head
À Lune ardent
De qui enchant(é)
Mon élégante
De qamoureux
Andante de pluie dans lâme-tes yeux
Succumb me
Kill me if you wish!
This perfect night I ask to murder my own being!
Lesprit insens(é) tourné dans lair
Personne (ne) poura de nous couper (plus)!

Ma Lune! Ma soeur, ma fille, o, mon amant(é)
Ensemble toujours we are in weaving exaltation
Temptation
Of our chime


Why should I say, Im not insane?
Your breathing voice intones my name
Why do they think I am insane?
Again

Come to me, follow glowing light
In the shadows of the night
Tu veras


What do they dream?
Why do they wait me fall?
Why do they want me to stop?
Sont si absurd vivre de blind


Dans la Nuit Pluvieuse
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, 20 2009 . 04:35 +
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Memoire d'Ardente.
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-: Lestat de Llamorte - Games

, 19 2009 . 03:45 +
  -   (c) Lestat de Llamorte & Memoire d'Ardente
Year: 2009
Close styles: ballad/darkwave/rock


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So, you wish to play
You take a chord, and string is broken
Shamefully you try to smile
You smartly choose the words to be spoken
And many fall into your charms

Dont play my old acoustics
I hardly trust your fingertips
Somehow I feel them iron
See many things in different means

Now!
Release
Erase!
Do not involve me in your games!
I dont want to play this games!

But you creep in
When shadows can no longer save me
And heat pretends to be my slumber exorcist
When even, find another string
Broken by your fucking lies!
That fucking pride, that fucking light
You worship of that shit!
Ill hide my special silver string
To where youll never find
tis vain to seek

Now!
Release
Erase!
Do not involve me in your games!
I dont want to play this games!

Dont need your fucking games!

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Blackout

, 05 2009 . 16:55 +
Blackout

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Blackout

The mirror breaks
This is the masque you wear
The heart of cold
Inside
The wall youve built around your sense of life
Is high and strong
You cry
Tears vanish in your fears
Time and again you disappear in the lies
Of untrue rhymes
Born in false light
And madness all you hear

The scene for girl
Whos weird and forlorn
The heart of cold
Grown stiff
The e choes are your only audience
Echoes of world
You want to leave
But see the writing on the wall:
Nowhere to run cant get out of this tomb
Of sentenced minds
Imprisoned in their shells
And aye you stab thy soulagain

The scene is yours
Fighting the time
Nowhere to fall
Nowhere to run
You wont take on
Have to break out
Now take my hand
Weigh your blackout


Blackout

Memoire d'Ardente

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-: Lestat de Llamorte - Blackout

, 05 2009 . 16:52 +

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(c) Lestat de Llamorte & Memoire d'Ardente
Year: 2009/2004 (lyrics)
Close styles: darkwave, piano


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Blackout

The mirror breaks
This is the masque you wear
The heart of cold
Inside
The wall youve built around your sense of life
Is high and strong
You cry
Tears vanish in your fears
Time and again you disappear in the lies
Of untrue rhymes
Born in false light
And madness all you hear

The scene for girl
Whos weird and forlorn
The heart of cold
Grown stiff
The e choes are your only audience
Echoes of world
You want to leave
But see the writing on the wall:
Nowhere to run cant get out of this tomb
Of sentenced minds
Imprisoned in their shells
And aye you stab thy soulagain

The scene is yours
Fighting the time
Nowhere to fall
Nowhere to run
You wont take on
Have to break out
Now take my hand
Weigh your blackout

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-: Lestat de Llamorte - Without you

, 03 2009 . 00:55 +

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Without you

, 28 2009 . 01:46 +
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(c) Lestat de Llamorte & Memoire d'Ardente
Year: 2009
Close styles: darkwave

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Without you
Heart is stopped beating
So cold
Are the needles of the sense
That made me fall
Into the emptiness
Without any willing for that severance

Re-summon me
When it is time
For me to wanderanew
In your elusive halls of cheated kisses
What do I have to find?
It seems that somethings always missing
If I knew what

Im longing
For the final shot

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Memoire d'Ardente

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Day of the Moon

, 18 2009 . 17:41 +
Day of the Moon

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About six years passed... Years of youth, growth, passion and experience...
Years of desiring and misunderstanding... Years of laughter and grief...
You told that memory reminded you more cries than gentle smiles...
I spoke of different memory...
We had our way, we tried to become one... somehow... maybe...
But when united - parted... now forever...
Forever & together totally alone... and lost... in the day of the moon...
Feel better...


Day of the Moon

Memoire d'Ardente

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