lyrics by Raymond
music by Theatre of Tragedy

"E'er and anon, thence hither -
Yore of this glum gauntness.
Ye eavesdroppest to my plea -
Tarry not thy fealty!




Poem by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy 

Now as I am to be bereaft of my troth
I cry aloud my last words of lost hope.
A violent gust of wind is my frame of mind;
Fluxes like moisture through pores.




Play by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy, Cello by Anders Mareby 

«Filthy harlots - the Lord's grape!
With lore ornamented entreating;
Hollow hearted, heart-departed -
Yet thou reapest the blooming rose -
When 'tis the weed which is to be swath'd!»




Play by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy 

«Stay still patient; wilt thou my sister of merciful troth be?
I shall attempt the halter of thy life make less tighten'd!»

«I shall climb the yew,
Will it subdue me or not!»




Soliloquy by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy 

Whether the throned Monarch weareth the crown,
Which I know not whether to his belongeth;
Doth he hence the sceptre sway? Seasoneth he justice?




Play by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy 

«Hap mirthfulness! - O! joy of grand riddance;
Undress me my hauberk! - the wyvern hath errant'd.»




Play by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy 

«Behold a jocund morn indeed! -
«Sun on high - birds in sky.
Yonder the whist firth eathing,
Fro where a gale erranteth .»




words by Ian Curtis
music by Joy Division

Here are the young men,
a weight on their shoulders
Here are the young men,
well where have they been?




poem by Raymond
music by Theatre of Tragedy

An artist is what is call'd the self that the brush holdeth -
Though hath it then caringly caress'd the Canvas of to-morrow?,
O Canvas! for thee I hold my tool - still! passionlessly it quivereth,
Minding not that my hands are more than apt;
My Muse,




play by Raymond
music by Theatre of Tragedy & Pal Bjastad

«There hath past away a glore fro the earth;
A glore that in the hearts and minds of men,
Men demented - blinfolded by light,
Flourisheth as weed in their well-groom'd garths.»