Table of Contents

• Home
• Introduction
• Where Goths Come From - Neef
• The Watcher - Hobbes
• The Resurrection Shuffle - Barbarella
• Cassandra - Cosey Mo
• Drunken Old Bastard - Sandro
• Alcohol - Trayce
• Shadows - Entrippy
• Entropy - Kage-Ryu
• Is There A Point - Trajik
• Whispers - Kitsune
• Confessional - Sandro
• Garden - Entrippy
• Radio - Cam
• Cold Spell - Nikolai
• Slices - Neef
• A Bottle of Something Strong - Jraff
• The Light Fades - Tim
• Rain - Tim
• Self Help - Gothic Gallae
• Cato - Trajik
• Addiction/Fragment - Trayce
• Heal Thyself - Nikolai
• Shattered - Hobbes
• Travelling Song - Solitaire
• Distance - Stranger
• Legacy - Stranger

Shattered

There are two in the dreamscape, they lie in the park surrounded by the city. Surrounded by all the crazy buildings and angles. They are whole among the shattered landscape. They are ignoring the tettering buildings and the twisted snakes that are approaching to cover them, they are just holding each other, just them, ignoring the world. That's love. Love is always looking for the other first in any room. I want more than that. Well tough, there is no more than that.

Accept it and move on.

Do you ever just want to scream. Do you ever have those days when you can't feel anything. You feel the need to yell and scream and lash out and go look at me, I'm a person, I have needs. Do you ever have time when you just want to lay down and be relaxed and be held and patted and told everything is going to be okay. You mean like now. Kinda...cept I'm not sure everything is okay. But it is nice in its own way...relaxing even.

So are we crazy?
No, I don't think so.

Maybe we are drunk. No baby we ain't drunk, this is something else. It's not a dream. No, maybe its honesty. Honesty is scary. Yeah, yeah it is. Its painful sometimes...So painful it hurts. BUt its worth it. Is it? I don't know.

What do you dream about. I don't dream. Everyone dreams. Okay then, I don't remeber my dreams. That's sad.... I think dreams can tell us a lot about a person.

So tell me about your city, where did it come from. I don't know, its always been there. I'm not sure what it means. Maybe it represents your pysche. What, all skewed and twisted, thanks. No, more subtle than that. So it's a shattered landscape. Does that represent shattered lives or life? Does it represent shattered dreams or hopes or wishes. Or maybe its representative of a desire to not be normal, not be like a normal city all tall buildings and straight up and down lines. This city has more mysteries...

Sometimes I hope there is a reason you know. Like a purpose, a method to this madness. But I can't for the life of me figure out what it is..

Do you believe in a god?
No!

So who is the architect? He's simply the architect. He stands there watching. He looks at the city and thinks of how it could be made better. He designed ways to make the buildings looks good. He adds lace and frills to cover the imperfections. He wants to make things look good really. Not better, look better.

So what do you believe?