current 93 & hoh – satomipoema

Homer calls man a leaf, the smallest;

Pindar calls him the dream of a shadow, another, the dream of a shadow of smoke;

But St. James spake, by a more excellent spirit, saying our life is but a vapour,

That is to say, drawn from the air by a celestial influence,

made of smoke and the lighter parts of water,

tossed by the wind and moved by the motion of a superior body,

without virtue in itself and lifted up on high or left below …

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

In my mind is the sound

Of rudderless ships

A time, and a time

And a time

So much silence

Deafens our ears

Current 93 & HÖH – The Dream Of A Shadow Of Smoke