M. Gira - Fan Letter

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Hello, thank you for listening to our music. I hope it gives you some joy and pleasure.
I am pleased that you have discovered our music through this medium. I view this experience as the equivalent of previewing a record in a record store in days of old. However, if you wish to experience the music in its' fullest form, I would strongly encourage you to acquire it in a physical format you can bring into your home. Not only will you then be able to experience the richest version of the music sonically, but you will also be afforded the opportunity to enjoy the tangible artwork, which was conceived in tandem with the music, and serves as a further portal to experiencing the total conceptual and spiritual and emotional content of the work we have labored, lovingly, to bring to you.
I love you,
- Michael Gira / Swans / Young God Records
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[@wethole]

Dear Michael, I wrote you but still ain't callin'

[@nopewave]

wet hole Such a good comment.

[@MariaRamirez-nq4is]

Haa haa... no fan mail...

[@richardroberson2564]

Used to not really be a fan of this one. But it's starting to grow on me.

[@SansRedGoddess]

M. Gira - Fan Letter Lyrics: [Verse 1] And the violence in my insides Is glowing and malignant And the only way to stop it Is to cut a hole And let the fresh air come in And your public face is dripping Now you're famous and you're beautiful But I can still remember When your mouth was always open Like a stairway leading down to hell Now your perfect body's shining And the camera's always circling And the boys and girls are dreaming And your naked body's bleeding Where the dogs have ripped away your skin And the world is always shrinking And my mind is disappearing In the holy adulation Of your all-inclusive open arms And feeling penitential I'm cutting off my finger And l'm faxing you the image Via omnipresent electricity [Verse 2] And the communists were torturing A sacred man and woman Whose screams flew out the window And through the Himalayas Then changed into a butterfly And drifted through the wind And landed on a street in Paris Where you crushed it underneath your high-heeled fin Now l'm killing and l'm stealing And l'm raping and l'm burning And l'm feeling kinda magic Due to mental enervation So I'll send my mind into the Hard body of a rock-star And maybe then you'll fuck me 'cause 5 million people love me And you wanna suck my energy [Verse 3] Yeah this world is made of losers But I wanna be a winner I'll do anything it takes To hypnotise the upturned faces Into trusting me completely So they'll need me to supply The object that will fill the emptiness that was created By repetition of an image And a sound they recognise And their malleable identities Will be sexually excited By the product which I will then provide [Verse 4] And this planet keeps on drifting Through a thick and viscous blackness Every pleasure, every weakness Will come true before we're finished And l'm lying in my bed And my hands are getting bloody And l'm thinking I can save you From the phoney world you live in And maybe you will hide me Deep inside your perfect body And I'll melt into the glistening Flawless contours of your immortal flesh [Outro] Now you're mine, yeah you're mine Yeah you're mine, now you're mine Now you're mine, now you're mine

[@modefathy1205]

Oh god short lyrics.. thank you to share this

[@MariaRamirez-nq4is]

THX' I luv it when kool people take the time to post the lyrics

[@personwhoexists8684]

some of the most interesting lyrics gira has ever wrote…..

[@vomeinsamenmadchensophie]

🖤🖤🖤.

[@PhoenixProdLLC]

Brilliant!

[@enzogalli5506]

Excellent!!!

[@goldenhog]

RIP Bill Rieflin

[@andypowder2146]

Did I just find my theme song?