Lack of trust, all alone. Lookin' down at the bottom of a hole. I've no trust, bare my soul. . Are we alone? Or do we have friends. Or are we just searchin' for a means to an end.
You are my life, my phantom god. You've got all I desire. You're not me, that's the strongest point of you. Abnormal lust, infects. my blood. You are all I admire. I am the lowest form of you. Piss all over me, I piss all over you. Despise my life, 'cause I'm not.
You love her but she loves him. And he loves somebody else, you just can't win. And so it goes till the day you die. This thing they call love, it's gonna make you cry.
Bekloppto Beknakkto, Seven Infernal. Hellfirewinds of Flautz und seine drei. Blasphemica Stirnglatzo of Keinerollespielska. haben sich gedachtselt: Kiffsel, Kaffsel, Kuffsel.
(Music by Bartsch - January 1997. Poems by Bartsch/Matton - December 1996). Bekloppto Beknakkto, Seven Infernal Hellfirewinds of Flautz. und seine drei Blasphemica Stirnglatzo of Keinerollespielska.
..og nr mrket kaller gr jeg atter inn. jeg lukker porten bak meg, porten til mitt sinn. jeg stenger verden ute, alene i min ensomhet. jeg legger hodet p min pute, trene faller, en etter en.
(Music by Bartsch - January 1997. Poems by Bartsch/Matton - December 1996). Bekloppto Beknakkto, Seven Infernal Hellfirewinds of Flautz. und seine drei Blasphemica Stirnglatzo of Keinerollespielska.
I offered you my world to have, my kingdom to explore. I gave you warmth and shelter against the ragings snow. My dark love was rejected, too bad you could not see.
I lie awake on the battlefield. A fatal wound in my breast. I'm soon to be dead. Yet still I am thinking.... A sail on the horizon. Vanishing in the crimson dawn....
Acto I [Dios:]. Tan solo estoy... odio esta absurda soledad.. La tristeza de un Dios que no alcanza a comprender. cmo un trozo de su ser tan pronto le olvid.
(1904-1993). . windswept and moonhung. singing softly next to you. oh sweet delicate woman. where has all your strength gone to. gone to...gone to. where has it gone to.
bodies fall into graves in numbers. but they are not. numbers. but humans . . . lest we forget. those, who felt, who loved. who dreamed, who dared. who died.
Ten more summers pleased the land. Ten more winters numbed the landscape. Time is running quickly. But in my brain a terrible dream never ends. I try to escape from my past.
Verflucht der Tag, da ich geboren ward. Verflucht die Nacht, in der ich sah. wie Sein und Schein wurden mein. wo ich wandle ist nicht mehr. was einmal war.
Shuddering night, empty streets, a cat cries. a barking dog, one little girl. on her way to eternity. In her hand, a plastic bag, one cigarette. To calm down, a sad face.
I walk through the hills and march down the plains. So many years but I was always there. Deep in my heart I remember the time. Oh father, how could you endure this fate?.
A contribution made. A man-made self brigade. An imposition of that's dwelled. And hospitality far from reality. Casts neglecting yourself. And in the process of these lies.
In the mouth of the wolf. I crush their execrations. Sweating out the poison. My skin crawls black with hate. Fall to fire. My vengeance burns across the sky.
Around my death-bed, no tears no sobs. I'm entering in His kingdom. I'm Him and He is me. . Cry, sing, dance. Follow the path of your destiny. Banish impures and infaithful.