In June 1998, GOTHICA released their second demo entitled "Proserpina" (demo of the month – METAL HAMMER Nr. 11 / November 1998). Thanks to this demo, GOTHICA signed the contract with the Swedish Cold Meat Industry label. In April 2000, GOTHICA appeared in the CD compilation "Intimations Of Immortality" vol. 5 by Energeia with the song "The Land Under The Waves" (demo version).
Penelope
Gothica Lyrics
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Coloured by the sunset, enlightened by the moon.
I weave weft of dreams
Erasing them with reality,
I wait for Death
That will come from the sea.
With blood and I destroy them
With the look of someone who has seen
And knows too much,
They read a world in me,
In me they perceive the dream,
Roads of sea, houses of clouds,
I weave, and my thread is Death.
In Gothica's song Penelope, the lyrics describe a dark and mysterious night, colored by the beautiful sunset and moon. The singer admits to weaving dreams, only to erase them with harsh reality. They wait patiently for Death to come for them from the sea, indicating a sense of acceptance towards their fate.
The lyrics then describe a metaphorical garden where the singer grows flowers with their own blood, only to destroy them with a gaze of someone who has seen and knows too much. This can be interpreted as the singer's inner turmoil and struggle with their own thoughts and emotions. Others perceive the singer as a world, able to read their dreams and see the worlds they create. The singer then weaves their thread, ultimately indicating their role as a creator, but with the ultimate ending being Death.
Line by Line Meaning
Fluid is the night which I plunge in,
The night is unpredictable and dynamic, and I am completely immersed in it.
Coloured by the sunset, enlightened by the moon.
The colors of the sunset and the light of the moon create a beautiful and mystical atmosphere.
I weave weft of dreams
I create and shape dreams.
Erasing them with reality,
I destroy my dreams with the harsh truth of reality.
I wait for Death
I anticipate the arrival of death.
That will come from the sea.
Death will come to me from the sea.
I grow flowers watering them
I nurture and care for my passions and desires.
With blood and I destroy them
But ultimately, I end up destroying them in a gruesome way.
With the look of someone who has seen
With the expression of someone who has had first-hand experience of pain and suffering.
And knows too much,
And has acquired knowledge that is beyond my years.
They read a world in me,
Others can see a whole new world in me.
In me they perceive the dream,
They see me as a dreamer who has a vision for the future.
Roads of sea, houses of clouds,
Their perception of me is filled with images of sea roads and cloud houses.
I weave, and my thread is Death.
I create a tapestry of life and death, and death is an essential part of my creation.
Contributed by Jayce W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.