RECOIL - WANT

Esta es una cancion del disco LIQUID del artista RECOIL, que en este caso es Alan Wilder, Ex-miembro de Depeche Mode.
Siempre he querido hacer una reseña de este disco y nunca he tenido tiempo para hacerlo. Recuerdo que lo compre en el mercado de la Lagunilla y al principio no me gustaba, parecian clases de ingles pero... ES UNA OBRA DE ARTE, cada cancion es la continuacion de una historia, de dolor, de angustia y lo que mas me impresiono fue que Wilder utilizo varios idiomas.

LIQUID es el disco, LA JOYA, que mas aprecio entre toda mi coleccion de discos (que suman casi 500, poquitos) Por ahi una colaboracion con mi adorada Diamanda Galas en la cancion Strange Hours.

Esta cancion se llama WANT y el video, bueno, lo encontre en Youtube. Escuchen con atencion, relajense y disfruten esta obra de arte.

Si alguien gusta, le comparto este disco, seria un placer para mi compartirlo WOOOW!!






I want to know how it'll end.
I want to be sure of what it'll cost.
I want to strangle the stars for all they promised me.
I want you to call me on your drug phone.
I want to keep you alive so there is always the possibility of murder later.
I want to be there when you learn the cost of desire.
I want you to understand that my malevolence is just a way to win
I want the name of the ruiner.
I want matches in case I have to suddenly burn.
I want you to know that being kind is overrated.
I want to write my secret across your sky.
I want to watch you lose control.
I want to watch you lose.
I want to know exactly what it's going to take.
I want to see you insert yourself into glory.
I want your touches to scar me so I'll know where you've been.
I want you to watch when I go down in flames.
I want a list of atrocities done in your name.
I want to reach my hand into the dark and feel what reaches back.
I want to remember when my nightmares were clearer.
I want to be there when your hot black rage rips wide open.
I want to taste my own kind.
I want to be wrapped in cold wet sheets to see if it's different on this side.
I want you to come on strong.
I want to leave you out in the cold.
I want the exact same thing... but different.
I want some soft drugs.. some soft, soft drugs.
I want to throw you.
I want you to know I know.
I want to know if you read me.
I want to swing with my eyes shut and see what I hit.
I want to know just how much you hate me so I can predict what you'll do.
I want you to know the wounds are self-inflicted.
I want a controlling interest.
I want to be somewhere beautiful when I die.
I want to be your secret hater.
I want to stop destroying you but I can't.
And I want and I want and I want.
And I will always be hungry.
And I want and I want and I want...