Why am I trapped in these things I feel?. An existence so surreal. These fabricated walls that hold me inside. Unjustly charged with my greatest fears.
I, I reflect the light. I'm that goddamn noose so warm and tight. And I'm buried in a gallery of failures. . Oh I'm the fluid in your veins. I'm the black star in your blood red sky.
Why now am I smitten?. My wings melted off by the sun. Amidst a retina divided to fractions. All fragments victims of apprehension. . Benighted by infinite failures.
[Music by Bartsch/Eckhart-February 2001]. [Poems by bartsch-September 2000]. . Das Feuer roch so jung in all' den toten Jahren. Die Spitzen sind nun stumpf blassblulich mein Gehabe.
[Okay, this isn't really a song, except they put 2:04 of "Wo Adlers Wagen"]. [in the background (which sounds really fucking cool) while some talking goes].
Die Reileine, sie reit.. Jetzt kommselt der freie Fall.. Dafr keine Lieder, Lader.. Das mollige Gefhl wei immer wo es dunkel ist.. So dunkel.. Der Fisch geht immer noch unter..
Am Heizungsventil entweicht Dampt.. Und genauso wie in Eraserhead fllt dieser nicht den ganzen Raum.. Aber hei ist es dennoch.. Die Songs kommen und gehseln..
Es ist zu hei, zeigt mein Negativ.. Zeigt das Negativ.. Das Negativ.. Das Negativ.. Negativ,. Gativ. Vitagen!.
Wenn die Heizung nicht real wre, wre es hier nicht so hei.. Es ist sehr hei hier.. . Sehr, sehr hei seisel.. . Plastische Chirurgie kann auch bedeuten, da ich mein inneres Gesicht.
Die Hitze ist uerst hartnckig.. Und hoch.. Das Geschpf strampelt.. Lacht nicht und tanzt dennoch.. Wessen Humor ist das berhaupt?. . Wer hat noch Schokolade?.
Ich reite die Schlange und erfand den Schakal.. Und Jesus Christus a gerne Milka Schokolade.. Gott mag diesen Song, ich habe ihn erwirkt.. Hau ab Gott, verpisst euch doch..
The uncreative juices flow from all but a selective few. And even those they tend to be wasted. You have taken pride in a life form that you think you know.
Originally performed by Celtic Frost. Dreaming eyes. Hope to return. As shadows fall onto. Distorted paths. . Delivered from the fetters of light. Drifting back into my reality.
Death reigns over Earth. Oppressing justice and truth. Nations plagued by despair. Collapsing. Hopelessly into themselves. . We watch while sanity dies.
A legio infernal. Ergueu-se para a batalha final. . O cu tornou-se vermelho. A luz do dia desapareceu. A noite suprema e macabra. Onde o cristianismo morreu.
I was the straw to which you hung on. I came to enlight your silly life as far as I can see. I taught you everything I know. Still you're stupid as before so far as I can see.
Silver, the moon high over pond of water calm and dark. Woe, mist, the breath of the dragon, sweeping down mountain side. All still, the day asleep, the sun rests in nest of the Gods.