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SACRIFICE

by NORMA LOY

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POWER OF SPIRIT I stay Immaculate in the Immaculate I’m born Immaculate, I’ve no trust in pictures And I’m not misled by the material world I’m Emptiness Barricade Emptiness Immaculate The chains of spirits reveals the place It makes us see the Whole Thing The Link is the Place The world is Spirit - Power of Spirit I’m in Brotherhood** I’m born Immaculate I don’t mean : Let’s refuse material illusions Because they symbolise the Place Power of Spirit I mean : Enjoy knowledge of material links But avoid missusing them Enjoy Sex because our body leads to our soul Enjoy Sex - discovering the Place The Link is the Place The world is Spirit Power of Spirit I stay Immaculate in the Maculate I’m born Immaculate, I’ve no trust in pictures I stay Immaculate in the Maculate I’m born Immaculate in the Maculate That’s the power of Spirit
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BELINDA’S DEAD FRIENDS Hell night - Hell night - Hell night ! In the Hell night side they roll over the bridge Roll over the water Belinda’s dead friends don’t think about the lights They roll over the rive They run for a long way Hell night - Hell night - Hell night ! Belinda’s dead friends don't need a guide to cross the river They come to Belinda laid in the clockroom gloom Hell night - Hell night - Hell night ! Belinda’s grinning clock and a grumbling pick-up are waiting for the midnight Waiting for the midnight hour Now it's twenty-one past twenty three But the clock says : “Come on baby come on, Come on deadies come on” Hell night - Hell night - Hell night ! Belinda’s dead friends gonna come to the tow They can't see the suburbs - they can't see the suburbs No they can't see the suburbs Belinda’s dead friends don’t mind about the lights But they're rollin' fast- rollin' fast - rolling through the night Hell night - Hell night - Hell night ! Belinda’s grinning clock and a grumbling pick-up are waiting for the midnight Waiting for the midnight hou Now it's gonna be midnight - gonna be midnight And the pick-up says “Come on baby - come on deadies Hell night - Hell night - Hell night !
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Bitchy Boy 02:59
BITCHY BOY Yeah, yeah, you, you're a bitchy boy Yes you're a bitchy boy Yeah, yeah, you, you're a dirty boy Yes you're a dirty boy And I think I won't stand your little noise anymore Yeah, yeah, you, you're a bitchy boy Yes you're a bitchy boy You speak too much in your telephone calls And every words of yours Just stinks, man Your face - dirty face I can't stand it anymore Because you bore me- in everything man Yeah You're just a pile of shit A big mercantile spit I would enjoy to destroy you Bitchy boy Let's have a war Bitchy boy Déclaration de guerre Bitchy.
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Sacrifice 02:37
SACRIFICE I crucified my flesh with lust In adoration of pictures behind the pictures To words parasites I opened my mind Nothing’s sweeter than being a new man In this heart of living sound waves Beating with love and blood ( Blind people cover the Earth ) Sacrifice ! Grief of love ! This benign cancer is the Divine tumour Cathodic Christ ! Raging Lord Propagator speaks metastasis words To consume my flesh They are on their way down - down among us Through the ages So graceful with smooth words Full their mouth To fulfill in our flesh the Emergency Punishment ( Do we forget that tomorrow is unsure ? ) OPEN YOUR MIND ! Sacrifice ! Grief of love ! This benign cancer is the Divine tumour Cathodic Christ ! Raging Lord Propagator speaks metastasis words To consume my flesh Our sins are still a wound to heal in our soul Despite forgiveness No mercy - No mercy for the ones who don’t repent ( Let’s yourself go to Radio Words** ) Sacrifice ! Grief of love ! This benign cancer is the Divine tumour Cathodic Christ ! Raging Lord Propagator speaks metastasis words To consume my flesh. Sacrifice !
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WE SHALL WIN [666] I don't want to eat I don't want to speak I just want to sleep Just become a child again TV baby Because we shall win Just believe in me We shall win - we shall win We shall subjugate We shall dominate We are the children of Sex and Death Rebirth We don't want to speak anymore We just want to sleep Fire equals water Because we shall win Just believe in me We shall win - we shall win We shall subjugate We shall dominate The Big Voice is calling us with telepathic means And she told us : “You musn't think - You musn't think to win” The Big Voice is our brain You must learn to be a hole Because we shall win Yeah we do believe You will win because we shall win
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Replicants 05:07
REPLICANTS Noh Yao Maa Omm Re El' Maa Noh Yaa Aa Lehh S'an Tao Omm Yao Maa Who belongs to our parents ? Who doesn't belong tou our family ? We've been both buried in the ground Very deeply Worms have eaten us Combinated with Mother Earth We are different persons Now we're Replicants Looking the same but Replicants Enterrés profonds Nous rassemblons ce cercle de glace et de feu Forces de la terre nous rassemblons ce cercle et le souffle Vive le ReelReel** We are CPM Brotherhood CPM Aa
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DEAD IN THE BED Inside - Inside Closed in the landed circle And behind the red wooden door There's the black hung body The man who've killed his dogs Is now leaking through the floor And he darts forth through heavens Where everything is shinny cold Dead in the bedroom - flies / Dead in the bedroom - flies Shitting worms / Shitting worms / Shitting worms in the eyes GODS love DOGS / DOGS love GODS Gods love dogs and deads Gods love sickmen laid in the iron beds And the white dressed sister And the black dressed sister Oh no ! - Oh no ! They're shiiting worms in the eyes Doctor Sister - Evil lives Doctor Sister - I don't like your glass-ceiling light Could't we find someone who would open this door ? This hospital stinks hospital and there's nothing to do with that Oh no ! - Oh no ! Shiiting worms in the eyes Dead in the bedroom - flies / Dead in the bedroom - flies Shitting worms / Shitting worms / Shitting worms in the eyes GODS love DOGS / DOGS love GODS See that all white baby Looking at the glass-ceiling light Please call Sister White Flies - shitting worms in the eyes See that all-black guy Please call Sister Black All-black guy decomposed alive
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DEATH TO THE LW** In the head over there What and whose glory is produced ? In the ears over there What and whose glory is produced ? The glory is produced of the beautiful earring Be it glorious (repeat) Be it shinning Shinning - Shinning - The walled hill Shinning - Shinning - The walled hill Death to the LowWorld** / Live in the RealReal** Death to the LowWorld** / Live in the RealReal* - Three steps - In the neck over there What and whose glory is produced ? The glory is produced of the turquoise and corals Be it glorious (repeat) Be it shinning Shinning - Shinning - The walled hill Death to the LowWorld** / Live in the RealReal** Death to the LowWorld** / Live in the RealReal** - Three steps - In the body over there What and whose glory is produced ? The sky high up is a ring It is not a ring : It’s a mirror The ring, the miror is a polished surface One - twice - step - Dance forwards Death to the LowWorld** / Live in the RealReal** Death to the LowWorld** / Live in the RealReal** All adversities and misfortunes, let them go to the hateful enemy All favourable causes, let them go to the loving relations That’s the Enclosure
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THE GHOST PARASITES Oush! The ghost parasites... Oush! The ghost parasites... They come in the town with the radio waves Oush! The ghost parasites... Oush! The ghost parasites... They switch off the tongues and they cut off the thoughts During the all-night - transmission A live-space emission Oush! The ghost parasites... Oush! The ghost parasites... Yes it’s like in a dream and no one wants to believe that the ghost parasites... Oush! The ghost parasites... Oush! The ghost parasites... Come in the town with the radio waves to control your mind Oush! The ghost parasites... Oush! The ghost parasites... And Baby please put the midnight show Tonight - there’s a live space - transmission Oush! The ghost parasites... Oush! The ghost parasites... We all know that time is going to stop now and that the RadioRadio** eats the radio Oush! The ghost parasites... Oush! The ghost parasites... They come in the town with the radio waves to control your mind
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WHO NEEDS THAT ? Who needs that ? Who needs a new islamic revolution ? Who needs a new Star War programation ? Who needs a Maggie Tatcher chatter ? Who needs civil war in leban? We need it ! Who needs a new Deep Purple record ? A new Pink Floyd reformation Who needs that ? Who needs aparteid in South Africa ? Who needs a Maggie Tatcher chatter, man ? We need it ! yeah We need it ! Who needs a movie ‘bout Lee Perry’s life ? Who needs cocaïne to feel like a genius ? Who needs Claude Autan-Lara ? ah ah We need it ! yeah We need it ! Who needs Brigitte Bardot now ? Jean-Marie Lepen’s ass We need it ! yeah a new revival fashion Who needs Ronald Reagan diary ? We need it ! yeah We need it ! Who needs a Bernard Tapie broadcast ? We need - we need - We need it hooligans here We need it ! yeah We need - we need a civil war a new war we need it

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Sacrifice (1988) is a great value to everyone interested in postpunk/
80's goth-rock. Norma Loy was among the very best France offered in
those genres.”

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released September 25, 2022

Tous les titres sont signés USHER / CHELSEA sauf « L’ homme A La Moto » (Lieber, Stoller- J. Dréjac)

- CHELSEA : Lead & Back Vocaux, TV, Tapes.
- USHER : Synthétiseurs, Sampler, Piano , BackVocaux.
- CHRISTINE : Batterie, Voices.
- SCAVONE H. : Basse, D.C.Basse.

- Scavone F. : Batterie, Percussions, Containers.
- Z! Closer : Saxophones alto & Ténor.
- Nicolai Ada : Guitares ( Courtesy of Complot Bronswick )
- Rick HARDEITHS : Guitare sur « Power Of Spirit »
- Sumako KOSEKI : Voix sur « Sacrifice » & « Bitchy Boy ».
- Chorale de la FRATH** : Choeurs sur « 666 » et « Death To The L W** »

Produit par NORMA LOY & Jean TAXIS au Studio du Val d’ Orge - Décembre 88
Ingénieur du son : Jean TAXIS – Mixage : NORMA LOY/Jean TAXIS

Pochette & Livret : Reed O13 (CPM Graphik 1988)
Modèle Pochette : Sumako Koseki

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