| Song | The Final Church |
| Artist | Current 93 |
| Album | Swastikas for Noddy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Current Ninety Three | |
| In the moonlight | |
| By the sea | |
| In a country | |
| In a town | |
| Now quickly | |
| Now slowly | |
| Now in pain | |
| Now in love | |
| In different shapes | |
| When I was young | |
| When I was young | |
| I used to dream | |
| And the wind blows | |
| And the owl sings | |
| And dogs are driven wild | |
| And dogs break their chains | |
| And run through the lands | |
| A prey to madness | |
| With wild eyes dying | |
| With wild eyes burning | |
| They raise their heads | |
| They swell their cold necks | |
| Like a cat that's ripped its guts | |
| Like a hungry child's breath | |
| Like a woman about to give birth | |
| Like a young girl singing | |
| At the stars in the north | |
| At the stars in the south | |
| At the stars in the west | |
| At the stars in the east | |
| At the moon | |
| At the mountains | |
| At the rocks | |
| At the pain | |
| At the thief | |
| At the snakes | |
| Reveal their black black backs | |
| Fresh flesh | |
| Glazed eyes stare | |
| From long pale human faces | |
| We cannot satisfy the hopes | |
| We are now dead | |
| We are all dead | |
| The hammer breaks the anvil | |
| From the cleft of its hood | |
| It was fair as morning and full of heaven dew | |
| Then it put on darkness declined its softness | |
| And put on th symptoms of its sickly age | |
| It bowed its head and broke its stalk | |
| It lost its leaves and all its beauty | |
| Falling to weeds and unknown faces | |
| Of man and woman | |
| The black heritage | |
| Of worms and serpents | |
| Rottenness | |
| And cold discharge | |
| Out beauty is now so changed | |
| My friends | |
| By violence and secret influence | |
| The aspect of a star and the stink of a mist | |
| By emissions of a cloud | |
| The meeting of a vapour | |
| By the fall of a chariot and the stumbling at a stone | |
| By a full meal or an empty stomach | |
| By watching at wine or by watching at prayers | |
| By the sun or the moon | |
| By a heat or a cold | |
| By sleepless nights or sleeping days | |
| By water frozen | |
| To the hardness of a dagger | |
| Or water thawed into the floods of a river | |
| By a hair or a current | |
| By violent motion | |
| By sitting still | |
| Or severely | |
| By dissolution | |
| By God's mercy | |
| Or God's anger | |
| We take pains to heap up things useful to our life | |
| And get our deaths in the purchase and the person is | |
| Snatched away and the goods remain and all this is | |
| The law and constitution of nature unveiled it is a | |
| Punishment to our sins | |
| The unalterable event of providence and the decree of | |
| Heaven |
| zuo ci : Current Ninety Three | |
| In the moonlight | |
| By the sea | |
| In a country | |
| In a town | |
| Now quickly | |
| Now slowly | |
| Now in pain | |
| Now in love | |
| In different shapes | |
| When I was young | |
| When I was young | |
| I used to dream | |
| And the wind blows | |
| And the owl sings | |
| And dogs are driven wild | |
| And dogs break their chains | |
| And run through the lands | |
| A prey to madness | |
| With wild eyes dying | |
| With wild eyes burning | |
| They raise their heads | |
| They swell their cold necks | |
| Like a cat that' s ripped its guts | |
| Like a hungry child' s breath | |
| Like a woman about to give birth | |
| Like a young girl singing | |
| At the stars in the north | |
| At the stars in the south | |
| At the stars in the west | |
| At the stars in the east | |
| At the moon | |
| At the mountains | |
| At the rocks | |
| At the pain | |
| At the thief | |
| At the snakes | |
| Reveal their black black backs | |
| Fresh flesh | |
| Glazed eyes stare | |
| From long pale human faces | |
| We cannot satisfy the hopes | |
| We are now dead | |
| We are all dead | |
| The hammer breaks the anvil | |
| From the cleft of its hood | |
| It was fair as morning and full of heaven dew | |
| Then it put on darkness declined its softness | |
| And put on th symptoms of its sickly age | |
| It bowed its head and broke its stalk | |
| It lost its leaves and all its beauty | |
| Falling to weeds and unknown faces | |
| Of man and woman | |
| The black heritage | |
| Of worms and serpents | |
| Rottenness | |
| And cold discharge | |
| Out beauty is now so changed | |
| My friends | |
| By violence and secret influence | |
| The aspect of a star and the stink of a mist | |
| By emissions of a cloud | |
| The meeting of a vapour | |
| By the fall of a chariot and the stumbling at a stone | |
| By a full meal or an empty stomach | |
| By watching at wine or by watching at prayers | |
| By the sun or the moon | |
| By a heat or a cold | |
| By sleepless nights or sleeping days | |
| By water frozen | |
| To the hardness of a dagger | |
| Or water thawed into the floods of a river | |
| By a hair or a current | |
| By violent motion | |
| By sitting still | |
| Or severely | |
| By dissolution | |
| By God' s mercy | |
| Or God' s anger | |
| We take pains to heap up things useful to our life | |
| And get our deaths in the purchase and the person is | |
| Snatched away and the goods remain and all this is | |
| The law and constitution of nature unveiled it is a | |
| Punishment to our sins | |
| The unalterable event of providence and the decree of | |
| Heaven |
| zuò cí : Current Ninety Three | |
| In the moonlight | |
| By the sea | |
| In a country | |
| In a town | |
| Now quickly | |
| Now slowly | |
| Now in pain | |
| Now in love | |
| In different shapes | |
| When I was young | |
| When I was young | |
| I used to dream | |
| And the wind blows | |
| And the owl sings | |
| And dogs are driven wild | |
| And dogs break their chains | |
| And run through the lands | |
| A prey to madness | |
| With wild eyes dying | |
| With wild eyes burning | |
| They raise their heads | |
| They swell their cold necks | |
| Like a cat that' s ripped its guts | |
| Like a hungry child' s breath | |
| Like a woman about to give birth | |
| Like a young girl singing | |
| At the stars in the north | |
| At the stars in the south | |
| At the stars in the west | |
| At the stars in the east | |
| At the moon | |
| At the mountains | |
| At the rocks | |
| At the pain | |
| At the thief | |
| At the snakes | |
| Reveal their black black backs | |
| Fresh flesh | |
| Glazed eyes stare | |
| From long pale human faces | |
| We cannot satisfy the hopes | |
| We are now dead | |
| We are all dead | |
| The hammer breaks the anvil | |
| From the cleft of its hood | |
| It was fair as morning and full of heaven dew | |
| Then it put on darkness declined its softness | |
| And put on th symptoms of its sickly age | |
| It bowed its head and broke its stalk | |
| It lost its leaves and all its beauty | |
| Falling to weeds and unknown faces | |
| Of man and woman | |
| The black heritage | |
| Of worms and serpents | |
| Rottenness | |
| And cold discharge | |
| Out beauty is now so changed | |
| My friends | |
| By violence and secret influence | |
| The aspect of a star and the stink of a mist | |
| By emissions of a cloud | |
| The meeting of a vapour | |
| By the fall of a chariot and the stumbling at a stone | |
| By a full meal or an empty stomach | |
| By watching at wine or by watching at prayers | |
| By the sun or the moon | |
| By a heat or a cold | |
| By sleepless nights or sleeping days | |
| By water frozen | |
| To the hardness of a dagger | |
| Or water thawed into the floods of a river | |
| By a hair or a current | |
| By violent motion | |
| By sitting still | |
| Or severely | |
| By dissolution | |
| By God' s mercy | |
| Or God' s anger | |
| We take pains to heap up things useful to our life | |
| And get our deaths in the purchase and the person is | |
| Snatched away and the goods remain and all this is | |
| The law and constitution of nature unveiled it is a | |
| Punishment to our sins | |
| The unalterable event of providence and the decree of | |
| Heaven |