soshite kizuita toki ni kangaeteru no wa kimi no koto de.... sore ga sugoku hazukashikattari. sugoku iyadattari omoete. sore wa boku ga kimochi wo tsutaeru koto ga kowai kara de.
The days lean against. One another. And glide slowly into slippers. Of gathering darkness. Eve walks with velvet tread. Towards my orchard. Sinks in the tarn within me.
I'm the God of gods, ruler in the sky. I control gods and man, the Ancient of Days. They call me God of Ocean, I dominate the seas. Earthquakes show my anger without boundaries.
Deserts of vast eternity. from which I cannot escape. Oh, woe be upon me. The pain of solitude. . Choirs of damnation. Chanting in my dreams. 'Life shall be no more.
(Scharf, Klasen, Schwarz, Rderer / Krull). Hot desire, staggering passion. Graving complection and pefection. Made us blind. Greed of completeness made us, man.
All that night this feeling, that pleasure. Stealing my soul, all I found was lust. Deification, a bizarre romance of caressing. Deleterious love you are.
In a transparent myriad of men. I stand, transfixed. I am lost, searching. . "Am I the Crestfallen?" I ask. There is no light.... "Am I the Blinded?" I ask.
Hey, two little twins. hey, were born to live. hey, two lives in one lifetime. . Haltet meine Hnde, Schwestern,. haltet meinen Kopf. Ich fhle mich, als wr's noch gestern,.
Got me some secondhand traumas. They transformed mind into flesh. And lead to the untimely death of the child inside. . Fall asunder... now!. And bleed like me, see it's easy.
Beep beep beep beep yeah!. Beep beep beep beep yeah!. Beep beep beep beep yeah!. Beep beep beep beep. Shiranai uchi ni. Nemutteta mitai. KAFE no TERASU de.
I'm watching the moon set. Walking through the woods. Tasting depth of winter. Morbidity and doom. . I saw one million faces. I saw one million deaths.
Out chasing kites and dragonets, loosing the track, jerking out of scrubs. Getting clasped by the creepers of a tumbledown stone wall.. Shattered gargoyles on the ground. Their eyes staring up on their pebble-drooling congeners and on moss grown sculptures..
If my senses won't come to me. I better come to my senses. But I can't. I'm too scared of being scared. . Like saving cancer-mice from labs. Or half-eaten flies from cobwebs.
I meet a girl - she seems ok. She wants to show me all her friends. But what I can see - I knows before. Their red eyes - the same as my Ma's!. They invite me to drink and to take some pills.
Time is so heartless. time is malice. time is the aburd absolution. time leads me to disillusion. Here I find myself. the helot of the handman. fearing the certain death.
The autumn sun is restrained to wither. as the winter assumes with its pale pride. . The last of life is smothered. Only the remembrance of a season's departure is left behind.
I see the golden roofs shining in the sun. I see stoned circles built up by strong men. Can you imagine the 8th continent. Buried in the deep sea down below?.
Deep down in a smiling bucket swimming clouds.. If it was up to me this house would be almost seven hundred years old and more than thirteen kilometres tall..
At times I'm so preoccupied running. I forget paying attention to where I'm going. At times I'm so busy reaching ecstacy. I forget paying attention to all other needs.