So now you're gonna change everything. How expected and unoriginal of you?. Now that everything is crumbling and not falling for your words. You found the glue asked for not long ago.
Ich sitze stumm auf starrem Stein mit kaltem Staub in meinen Augen, wahrend draussen. vor der Grust der Sommer tanzt. Ich walze Chroniken, in denen steht, dass ich erstmals gelebt, doch dann hat sich mein.
Frueher haben wir so oft dort hinten gestanden. Bei dem alten Bunker. Unter dem riesigen Nussbaum. . Vielleicht haben wir uns an den Scherben unserer Traume geschnitten.
Es zieht wie ein stinkender. kriechender Lindwurm. Die Augen verklebt und befreit vom Verstand. Das luegende Wort mit den geifernden Scharen. Durch dieses erblindende, duemmliche Land.
Take me to the southern shore. Within emptiness unobstructed. My search for something more. . Take me to a higher plane. Within emptiness unobstructed.
Listen, and I'll try to make you see. Listen, I'm tired now. It's timeless, and it's growing every day. And frameless, in every way. . Free again, bleed my truth in timeless sand.
Some other day I could stay here in your arms.. Some other day this would be more that I want,. but now I am too anxious to see what I have not. . Ain't this the place I have been?.
How many nights. do I have to stay awake. Lighting candles. 'cause you aren't here?. . My old scrapbook. lays fatally wounded. With no words in the veins,.
skyscraping towering terror. they blot out the sun. soon impending death upon you. choose your fate. die or run. . theres nowhere to run. nowhere to hide.
Das groe Leben eines groen Mannes. braucht als Basis einen groen Traum.. Den er trumt in einem groen Bett.. Und so ein Bett gehrt in einen groen Raum..
Past the sun, cast out of heaven. Did the black horde fly?. Down to earth, souls for the taking. On the wings of the night. . Through the kingdom of fire and darkness.
D jag rest mitt tryne mot den eviga skyn. Jag hrde ett lte jag aldrig glmma. En hr s mktig vid skogens bryn. F denna syn ens kunnat drmma. Jag tog mitt spjut jag lyfte mitt horn.
At the end of their journey. Our children awake. With the welcoming sight of a new day to come. A new kingdom of heaven, a future to make. Now the free men are finding their way home.
No devil, no angel. But I know how to be a stranger. I do not know my way about. But I'm seeking a way out. Out of a roundabout. . Where are you from?.
Fuck it up, break away, take it down underground.. Live alone, trust no one.. Take the world in your hands, hold it tight 'til it bleeds.. Stand alone, endless life..
Here's my hand you painted on. A circle fades inside a heart. Are you expected here. You whisper in my ear. . So I wash my hands. 'Till the water burns.