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Track: Desperate Hell
Artist: Christian Death
Album: Only Theatre of Pain

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Name: Christian Death
Spotify Genres: deathrock, gothic rock, post-punk, darkwave, cold wave, gothic metal, horror punk
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Death Rock band formed in October 1979 - Los Angeles, California. The name was derived from the designer brand 'Christian Dior'. Members 1979-1981 [a138527] - vocals [a428928] - bass [a428927] - drums John "Jay" Albert - guitar Members 1981 [a138527] - vocals [a428928] - bass [a428927] - drums [a396814] - guitar Members 1981-1981 [a138527] - vocals [a428928] - bass Rod "China" Figueroa - drums [a162159] - guitar Member 1981-1981 [a138527] - vocals [a428928] - bass Rod "China" Figueroa - drums Michal Montana - guitar The band split at the end of 1981, but re-surfaced in 1983 after merging with members of [a995832]. 1983-1985 [a138527] [a277788] - guitars [a47199] - vocals [a400800] - drums [a467836] - bass 1985-1988 [a277788] - guitar [a47199] - vocals [a400800] - drums [a467836] - bass The band had signed a "partnership agreement" in 1985, making all members equal partners. Under the agreement any departing member would forfeit their rights. 1989-1991 [a277788] - guitar + various session musicians 1991 onwards [a277788] - guitar [a277792] - bass & vocals (also [a277788]'s second wife) [a279290] 1991-1998 [a138527] - vocals [a396814] - guitar [a162159] - guitar & vocals

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Release: Christian Death - Deathwish
Year: 1984
Genres: Rock
Styles: Goth Rock, Punk, Deathrock

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LYRICS

I hear the ratters of tatters of home
Kick over the buckets of the wells run dry
I can't see but I don't care
Nothing is the best gift you can find
Peru Resh!

On my past suffering, the voices at last smothering
To hell with your excuses, what do you know of desperation
You people never feel the pain, of dark eyed angels in a desperate hell

I hear the ratters of tatters of home
Thrown over the edge, my eyes are dry
I sit in the darkness of my own device
And search my soul for a paradise

Peru Resh!

Eat my flesh and drink my blood
Tomorrow I'll be crucified
Eat my flesh and drink my blood
Tomorrow I'll cry
Tomorrow I'll die