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Track: Love's Secret Domain
Artist: Coil
Album: Love's Secret Domain (30th Anniversary 2021 Remaster) [Bonati]

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Name: Coil
Spotify Genres: industrial, industrial rock, experimental, dark ambient, drone, avant-garde
Followers: 106,485
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Formed in London in 1983 by [a=John Balance] as a solo side project to Psychic TV, Coil developed into a full-scale musical group in 1984, when Balance cemented a partnership with Peter 'Sleazy' Christopherson. Christopherson had been a founder of Psychic TV and member of Throbbing Gristle. John Balance (1962–2004) died tragically in an accident at his home on November 13th, 2004. Peter Christopherson decided that, with the passing of John Balance, Coil would not continue. Peter Martin Christopherson died 25 November 2010 (aged 55).

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Release: Coil - Love's Secret Domain
Year: 1991
Genres: Electronic
Styles: Industrial, Electro, Experimental

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LYRICS

Oh rose, thou art sick
Seduce... let loose
The vision and the void
Blood sickle... honey suck
In little children's heavy heads
My dreams erupt while in my bed
Innocence is dripping red.

In dreams I walk with you
In dreams I talk with you
In dreams...
You're mine
All of the time.

Heads on fire and drunken lights
Days devoured by hungry nights
In love's secret domain
This is mad love
This is mad love
In love's secret domain.

Sweet tortures fly on mystery wings
Pure evil is when flowers sing
My heart,
My heart is a rose
This is mad love, Oh
This is mad love
In love's secret domain...

Give sanity a longer leash, but
Some of us have sharper teeth
In love's secret domain...

In dreams I walk with you...
In dreams I talk with you...
In dreams...
You're mine
All of the time.

Oh rose, Thou art sick
The invisible worm
The vision and the void
The blood sickle cuts.
And the honey sucks.

Oh rose, thou art sick!