Bei mir ist wirklich alles von meiner Stimmung abhängig.
Wenn ich richtig sauer bin, fühle ich mich besonders an diverse Slipknot-Zeilen erinnert:

I'm cold, I'm ugly
I'm always confused by everything
I can stare into a thousand eyes
But every smile hides a bold-faced lie

It itches, it seethes, it festers and breathes
My heros are dead, they died in my head
Slipknot - Diluted

Aber meistens höre ich "Cradle of filth", besonders "Her Ghost in the fog" stimmt mich richtig Gothic-mäßig:


Putting reason to flight
Or to death as their way
They crept through woods mesmerised
By the taffeta Ley
Of Her hips that held sway
Over all they surveyed
Save a mist on the rise
A deadly blessing to hide
Her Ghost In The Fog


wireless emotion