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Dead Lights

by DEAD LIGHTS

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1.
The Raven 05:10
THE RAVEN Hear it calling you. Hear it calling you. A voice, a whisper on your neck. With words of regret. Breathe life into your wreck. It’s the worst thing yet. Hear the past, it’s knocking. Tragedy, you can feel it watching. A last kiss to end her. Once more, while you still remember. I’m an angel playing in reverse. I take away tomorrow. I’m the harbinger of something worse. Singing songs of sorrow. And I can’t save you. You turn the screw. And I can’t save you. Pray it’s not true. You wanted saving but I am the raven. I am haunting you. I am haunting you. A darkness at the door. Here for evermore. You feel the years advancing. Shed a tear for the ghost that’s laughing. I won’t let you let go. How severe? Only heaven knows. I’m an angel playing in reverse. I take away tomorrow. I’m the harbinger of something worse. Singing songs of sorrow. And I can’t save you. You turn the screw. And I can’t save you. Pray it’s not true. You wanted saving but I am the raven. Nevermore. Evermore. I am haunting you. I am haunting you. I am the raven. I am the raven.
2.
PLASTIC GIRL Plastic girl. I see your face, The one you reveal. You’re out of place, Are you even real? Such a disgrace. It’s an ordeal That we both embrace. You’re ideal. Until the day I break. Until I break. Plastic girl. You’re the plastic girl, Raising hell. Plastic girl. There’s cracks in her shell. You’re the plastic girl, Your starting to melt. Plastic girl. She attacks and rebels. You’re the plastic girl, Raising hell. You got the body and the blood stains with wreckage behind, You are somebody with a bad brain that leaves lovers blind, I see the dirt under your nails and the filth in your soul. The filth in your soul. I see the hurt behind the veil and the guilt, now I’m torn from your control. Plastic girl. You’re the plastic girl, Raising hell. Plastic girl. There’s cracks in her shell. You’re the plastic girl. Your starting to melt. Plastic girl. She attacks and rebels. You’re the plastic girl. Raising hell. She’s evil incarnate. That moves inside. I believe that I’ve started To lose my mind. She’s not real. She kills. Plastic girl.
3.
The Future 04:45
THE FUTURE It ends in death, a wasteland. As I’m walking through hell. I walk alone in atomic wind, Atoning for someone else’s sins. Death, dust, odd machines. With no gods left to please. All of time left to repent, And i still don’t know what it all meant. So give us pain, acid rain, Give us all the same again. Welcome to the future. We all fall down. Welcome to the future. Oblivion for all. I can’t think when, where or how. I don’t remember now. That last glimpse of humanity, Leaving your eye when you looked at me. Your scream when it all went wrong. In the homely glow of an atom bomb. The things i miss, your kiss, Your ash between my fingertips. Welcome to the future. We all fall down. Welcome to the future. Oblivion for all. What did you die for? See what this hell has done to me? See. So what did you die for? Why did you leave? What did you die for? You drowned in what you believe. And so it goes. The rest will follow. And so it goes. Like flesh falls from the bone. And so it goes. The rest will follow. Reap what you sow. Things best left unknown. Farewell to everything. Farewell to everything. Dust and ruins. Come with me now. Come, come to the fall.
4.
DELETED SCENES Sex, excess, you’ve got the best. You’re filth, fury and the rest. Look in from the outside, Looking in without eyes. Yes, undress, the sick possessed, An ill caress of your flesh. Look in from the outside, It’s beautiful without eyes. You wouldn’t want to see it. Oh, the horror. Deleted scenes. You wouldn’t want to see it. Oh, the horror. You really don’t want to know How far the sink below goes. You wouldn’t want to see it. Tune in to see her demise, And cum to chase the next high. You don’t want to see it. Look behind the disguise, There’s no smile in her eyes. You don’t want to see it. You really don’t want to know How far the sink below goes. You don’t want to see it. Enough, enough, The bright lights and blood. Please, enough, enough, Detritus and drugs. It’s too much, To watch you drown in the flood. Cheap plastic and sweat, Lurid pleasures. Seep and drip on the set, A beauty forever. Eyes penetrate and pull at her flesh. Her cries escalate, sex equals death. Deleted scenes. It leaves a trail of failure. For those bit by the rats in regalia. Deleted scenes. She knew, knew beforehand, About the veil hiding orphans. Deleted scenes, her deleted scenes. Every ecstasy scream, Hides rot behind the screen. But we don’t see her deleted scenes. Every ecstasy scream, Hides rot behind the screen, But we don’t see her deleted scenes. She took it too far, Fall so far. Another fallen star, Floating in a reservoir. Deleted scenes. Cut, cut, cut, cut.
5.
Futile 04:25
FUTILE I’ll make you give up. Your life’s cheap, Come on in. You’re so weak, So you go, Into exile, To fight back is futile. Futile. It’s not over. You’re so meek, A plaything, It repeats, It’s so futile. Yeah, it’s meant to hurt. It’s so perverse. I will break you, I’ll fuck you up. Yes I will, Break you. You’re out of luck, now. Yeah, it’s meant to hurt. It gets worse. I’ll twist you around my little finger until you snap. I can see the splinters in your soul and your broken back, Into exile, To fight back is futile, Futile. It’s not over. I will break you, I’ll fuck you up, Yes I will, Break you, You’re out of luck, now. Yeah, it’s meant to hurt. It’s futile. In your… In your minds eye, You go into exile, To fight back is futile. He’ll wreck your smile, My love is hostile. He’ll wreck your smile, To resist is futile.
6.
Insekt 03:32
INSEKT In the soil and sediment, We squirm, poisonous and pathetic. No morals, no etiquette, We’re worms that fuck it and forget it. Without light, we see you. We can bite you in two. Insekt, Obscene and perfect. Insekt, We are machine sex. We kill ‘cos we cannot feel. No grasp of what is real. We see you as a meal. A butterfly upon a wheel. Burrowing beneath your skin. We bite, we sting, We find a way in. A way into you. And we’ll eat you all. Without light, we see you. We can bite you in two. Don’t think, just instinct. Hive mind, all in sync. We don’t think, it’s just instinct. A hive mind, all in sync. Insekt, Obscene and perfect. Insekt, We are machine sex. Insekt, So primal and wild. Watch us defile. Automatic, Automatic, We’re automatic. Insekt. Insekt. We bite, we sting, We find a way in.
7.
Industry 05:01
INDUSTRY One world, one mind and heart. All falling apart. Everyone must play their part. To crash is an art. Pay witness to the great decline. Pay. Pay it no mind. Every member toes the party line. We all march in time (in time, in time). Full compliance starts to make sense. Reasons why are less evident. Static and silence are heaven sent. The marks become more hesitant. Speaker says: “All is as it must be, All must trust me.” Every soul an employee Of the industry. Fluorescent lights flicker day and night, Life’s a dull white. Speaker says we’ve got to get it right. Don’t let them out of your sight. Subject is showing signs of the trend. We see every symptom. Write it down so we don’t forget them. And once again, ink bleeds from the pen. In this cold room where nothing works at all, Even dreams are small. Whisper truths, push your face against the wall. To hear a heartbeat when you call. Speaker says: “All is as it must be, All must trust me.” Every soul an employee, Of the industry. No one runs, we all must comply, (Comply). There’s eyes in the ceiling. Press the rusted button to reply, (Say something). Even if you don’t know the meaning. What a wonderful place to be. Praise be to the leader of the industry.
8.
QUIET PLEASURE Hiding sounds under white noise. Some nights we make the right choice. I think I know what she enjoys. A faster heartbeat with a quiet voice. Twist and tear apart with what you’ve got. Stick it in the heart and don’t stop. Such unknown pleasures, And you’ll own yours forever. Heavy breathing, You’ll be writhing to Heavy needing You’ll be crying soon. Oh, so pleasing, Drowned in heavy blue. They’ll be grieving, When you’re through. Then the sound comes like thunder. The sun don’t rise in a killers eyes. Never let it go keep the volume low. The ground shakes from under. You can see the knife under strobing lights. Aching breath it’s the little death. Such unknown pleasures, And you’ll own yours forever. Every time you touch is such a sin. You’ve never even heard of such a thing. Stifle every sound you start to sing, As your body starts to tremble from within. Don’t you say a word. Keep the volume low. Don’t you say a word. Keep the volume low. Then the sound comes like thunder. The sun don’t rise in a killers eyes. Never let it go keep the volume low. The ground shakes from under, You can see the knife under strobing lights. Aching breath it’s the little death. Quiet pleasure.
9.
THE WITCHING HOUR The setting sun, The last rays of summer fall. Forgetting everyone, The last days are here for all. The witching hour. When whispers bleed upon the breeze, When kisses bring you to your knees. Her kiss is sour. The witching hour. She plants the seed, she holds the keys, She’s what you need to escape this dream. I tried to fly. I tried to fly. The witching hour. Every word is heresy, Every sight you’re about to see. Just a breath is blasphemy, Just a touch, brutality. The witching hour. Under the weight of gravity, Boiling blood and agony, She has the poisonous remedy, Made with love and alchemy. The witching hour. When whispers bleed upon the breeze, When kisses bring you to your knees. Her kiss is sour. The witching hour. She plants the seed, she holds the keys, She’s what you need to escape this dream. She says… 1 2 3 4 5 6 7, All good children go to Heaven. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7, All good children go to Heaven.

credits

released May 14, 2021

Cold Transmission Music 2021

written, recorded and produced by DEAD LIGHTS
mastered by Uwe Teichert at Elektropolis


"Dead Lights seems almost custom-built for those that enjoy darker electronic outings, but also like to have a bop on the dance floor. It’s a seedy electro-goth blowout, one that’s also likely to take on a fresh energy in a live environment."
The Electricity Club (UK)

"Sexy EBM with a personal, minimal touch on top. Dead Lights is a cool discovery for lovers of EBM in search of something a little bit different from the rest."
Side-Line (BE)

"Definitely an album for boozy and decadent club nights, where absinthe flows freely and nihilism is briefly sprinkled with lots of glitter."
Unter.Ton (DE)

"One of the most powerful debut albums of 2021 ... An exquisite combination of different styles within the dark electro genre. From powerful bass lines to industrial and more intimate synthpop melodies, all surrounded by delicate lyrics that frame an outstanding work." 5/5
Jö Claverie (PT)

“The androgynous members display an understanding of how 21st century industrial pop should sound.”
Sonic Seducer (DE)

"A vibrant cocktail based on electro-industrial, electro-pop with a glam topping and EBM; androgynous cyberpunk that overwhelms the listener with a flurry of potential hits."
Ascension Magazine (USA)

"Dead Lights continue their sovereign hit journey with their self-titled debut."
Sanctuary (CZ)

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Electronic glam goth with an industrial edge.

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