It was plural, Suicidal Blondes not Blonde, there are two women present in the Video. At a later stage of the video even three..the reason is obvious.
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
Love devastation
Suicide blonde
She stripped to the beat
But her clothes stay on
White light everywhere
But you can't see a thing
Such a squeeze
A mad, sad moment
Glory to you
Glory to you
Take me there
Take me there
Got some revelation
Put into your hands
Save you from your misery
Like rain across the land
Don't you see
The color of deception
Turning your world around again
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
Love devastation
Suicide blonde
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
Love devastation
Suicide blonde
You want to make
You want to make
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
You want to make
That's the story
Everything you wanna be
Everything you are, are, are
Well
LOVE ETERNAL, LOVE INFERNAL
Everybody is talking about love
is she with you anymore
Rivers flow just way too slow
Corporal Magick lost her orgasmic flow
suddenly you have to go
suddenly you have to let go
Abandon the mantle of sweet silence
because, sometimes
sometimes…
true love is just sex and violence
left Alone
cold is screaming at your every naked bone
dead is the sound of the bluest available phone
cold shivering and alone
your love is gone
your heart has no home
Abandon the mantle of sweet silence
because, sometimes
sometimes…
true love is just sex and violence
sometimes…
true love is just sex
killing the unbearable silence
Love eternal
love infernal
vacant place
broken heart full of empty chase
forsaken melodic haze
silent shadow lost in her inner blaze
strong feet lost the pace
abandoned lover without a face
broken dreams
see what they want to see
the aroused mind will try to flee
the heart will again try to be
what was once before
madness will try to steal the score
Everybody is talking about love
everybody knows her tender/heavenly lips from before
is she with you anymore
Abandon the mantle full of sweet silence
because, sometimes
sometimes…
true love is just sex and violence
sometimes…
true love is just random sex
killing the unbearable silence
broken heart and stolen mind
are too blind to read the signs
broken heart and stolen mind
will never accept the honest advice
broken heart and stolen mind
are prisoners of the toughest vice
Love eternal
love infernal
vacant place
broken heart full of empty chase
forsaken symphonic haze
silent shadow lost in her inner chase
healthy feet lost the pace
abandoned lover without a face
broken dreams
see what they want to see
the aroused mind will try to flee
the heart will again try to be
what was once before
madness will try to steal the score
Everybody is talking about love
is she with you anymore
Abandon the mantle full of sweet silence
because, sometimes
just sometimes…
true love is just sex and violence
sometimes…
true love is just random sex
killing the unbearable silence
I always hated that song.
It always struck me as an ode to how those who rule this world want talent and skill and creativity to be. Soaked in abrahamism. Defining life according to alien ideals. Denying the reason behind the destruction.