grave digger'ın "the grave digger" albümünde yer alan harika parça:

spirits of the dead

the war is over and people lying,
dead and buried in mother earth
corpses cover the ground and the world is dying,
dead and buried an eternal birth
alone and unknown they are lying there,
awaken madness and sweetest sadness
visions of the dark night,
a waking dream of life and light
barks cross the river death,
rain comes down upon their head.

soulless creatures, bloodless shadows
isolation all around

spirits of the dead are calling
the unholy side by side
bloody hope to mortals given
spirits of the dead crawling through the night

captured by insanity, captured by reality,
looking back in melancholy
the good and bad, the worst and best,
now they've gone to there eternal rest

soulless creatures, bloodless shadows
isolation all around

spirits of the dead are calling
the unholy side by side
bloody hope to mortals given
spirits of the dead crawling through the night

(iron maiden fan - 3 Ekim 2002 00:05)

cok etnik baslayan ve gayet tek duze devam eden ustune bi de adamı bayan gothica parcası..

like a fast start is the sonorous wake,
a voice made of numberless voices.
i’m turning round, looking for you,
but your sound springs from inside.

you reality without essence,
eternal fire and icy pallor.
tell me where you are from,
thou obscure inhabitants of dark.
are you meloudious and bewitching
or terrifying and deceptive?

(hekate - 10 Ocak 2003 20:13)

aynı zamanda visit of the dead diye de bilinen bir edgar allan poe siiri..

thy soul shall find itself alone
'mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone;
not one, of all the crowd, to pry
into thine hour of secrecy.

be silent in that solitude,
which is not loneliness- for then
the spirits of the dead, who stood
in life before thee, are again
in death around thee, and their will
shall overshadow thee; be still.

the night, though clear, shall frown,
and the stars shall not look down
from their high thrones in the heaven
with light like hope to mortals given,
but their red orbs, without beam,
to thy weariness shall seem
as a burning and a fever
which would cling to thee for ever.

now are thoughts thou shalt not banish,
now are visions ne'er to vanish;
from thy spirit shall they pass
no more, like dew-drop from the grass.

the breeze, the breath of god, is still,
and the mist upon the hill
shadowy, shadowy, yet unbroken,
is a symbol and a token.
how it hangs upon the trees,
a mystery of mysteries!

(hekate - 5 Nisan 2003 21:21)

federico fellini, louis malle ve roger vadim imzaları taşıyan, edgar allan poe'nun kısa öykülerinden oluşmuş, 68 yapımı üçleme. histoires extraordinaires adıyla da bilinir.

(benedicta - 29 Ekim 2003 02:11)

oldukça tuhaf bi yapım. birinci filmde bıyıklı türk tipli amcanın neden ve nerden çıktığını hala çözemedim, kendisi bir an görünür ve kaybolur.

(scully - 25 Kasım 2005 09:58)