Their musical style incorporates elements from electro-industrial, futurepop, synthpop, darkwave and ambient electro, with voices provided by both male and female vocalists.
Since the 90's, they have released extensively via their own label, Minuswelt Musikfabrik, developing stylish soundscapes mixed with lyrics drawn from Judeo-Christian mythology and fantasy. The band is currently based in the Black Forest area, in Southern Germany.
Golden Gate
In Strict Confidence Lyrics
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To receive the final kiss
Of blade and steel that cannot heel
For glory, fame and bliss
All my homelands are deserted
All my comrades dead
An I am bleeding at the shore
Where rivers running red
In the gentle morning sun
I see the golden gate
And my dark horse is moving on
Until I meet my fate
Doors for lovers, doors for sinners
Doors for sons of hate
And my dark horse is moving on
Until I meet my fate
All that counts in victory
For predator and prey
While faces are forgotten
And lives just fade away
I hope you will remember me
And I hold on to my name
Keep me in dear memory
Like a burning flame
In the gentle morning sun
I see the golden gate
And my dark horse is moving on
Until I meet my fate
Doors for lovers, doors for sinners
Doors for sons of hate
And my dark horse is moving on
Until I meet my fate
The lyrics of "Golden Gate" by In Strict Confidence tell the story of a soldier who is facing his final moments. He reflects on his homeland, now deserted, and his fallen comrades. He is bleeding at the shore where the rivers run red, indicating that he is injured in a battle. The soldier sees the golden gate in the gentle morning sun as his dark horse moves on until he meets his fate. The golden gate represents the afterlife and his inevitable death. There are doors for lovers, sinners, and sons of hate, indicating that death is the great equalizer and all are welcome to pass through the gate. The soldier hopes that he will be remembered and his name will be held dear like a burning flame.
The song conveys a sense of bravery in the face of death and the soldier's desire to be remembered after he is gone. It emphasizes the fleeting nature of life and the inevitability of death. The contrast between the golden gate and the soldier's current situation on the shore where the rivers run red creates a beautiful, yet eerie, image of the soldier's final moments.
Line by Line Meaning
It's an honour for a soldier
Being a soldier is considered an honorable role
To receive the final kiss
To die in battle
Of blade and steel that cannot heel
Being killed in battle by a weapon that cannot be healed
For glory, fame and bliss
Dying in battle for the sake of honor and renown
All my homelands are deserted
The places where the soldier has lived are now abandoned
All my comrades dead
All the soldier's friends and fellow soldiers have been killed
And I am bleeding at the shore
The soldier is wounded and near death by the water's edge
Where rivers running red
The river is stained red with blood from the battle
In the gentle morning sun
The sun is rising in the morning, casting a calm light on the scene
I see the golden gate
The soldier sees the metaphorical gates of heaven
And my dark horse is moving on
The soldier's horse is still moving despite its rider's injuries
Until I meet my fate
The soldier will keep moving until they die
Doors for lovers, doors for sinners
The gates of heaven are open to all, regardless of their earthly deeds
Doors for sons of hate
Even those who have made mistakes can be forgiven and enter the gates of heaven
All that counts in victory
In war, only the outcome matters, regardless of the cost
For predator and prey
Both sides of a battle suffer loss, regardless of who ultimately wins
While faces are forgotten
Individual people and their contributions are often lost in the larger context of war
And lives just fade away
People die and their memories are eventually forgotten over time
I hope you will remember me
The soldier hopes to be remembered by those left behind
And I hold on to my name
The soldier clings to their identity as they face death
Keep me in dear memory
The soldier wants to be remembered fondly by their loved ones
Like a burning flame
The soldier's memory will burn brightly like a flame
Contributed by Mackenzie R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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