Die Deutchmaschine

[Originally performed by O.M.D.]. . If Joan of Arc had a heart,. would she give it as a gift. To such as me who longs to see,. how a legend oughta be.

Der Mussolini

[Originally performed by D.A.F.]. . geh in die knie.. wackle mit den hueften.. klatsch in die haende.. und tanz den mussolini.. tanz den adolf hitler..

Lay

You know you should lay your ghosts, but you've become used to them.. You make your bed at eve, stretch ghosts over the mattress, let the insane bed tuck up your dunes, hide your dreams under the pillow..

Intro

Deliverance

Frozen minded out of the ashes. See my face in the dust. Manic structures, human madness. Apocalyptic trance. . The battle rages from day to day. Endless night begins.

Defiance

I'm walking into opaque nothing less. No one can save my return. Prediction made another disconsolated creation. Which is acting against its free will.

Ignoramus

I am the Ignoramus But he believes he is concealed when blindfolded And he believes he can. read minds Words written in ink on. cerebral paper And he believes if he becomes learned he'll die, therefore he ignores all.

Defeated Intellect

I left cocaine - going insane. my first time - I want to try. I lock the door - I'm really sure. Now I'm alone - the needle in my skin. Defeated intellect - I lost my mind.

Human Inventions

So you took him moonward from the cellar. Put him in the black garret. The window's spotlight chasing him into the dusty sheets tossing.. Did he wince at the stuffed woodwose lined up with the manikins by the end wall? And when he made his way through the mishmash and.

Deep In Your Subconscious

Lying there in a small crib. Naked and innocent. Just loosing my virginity. Only four years old. A menacing man above me. He's my own father. My legs and arms are limp.

Homage

My whispering poems My treasures My arch images My treasures They honour me Dead,. creaking trees They praise me Mute, mossy. rocks They worship me Empty shells Why exalt a man murdered by his own muse To prevent.

Das 11. Gebot

Das 11. Gebot. bringt Euch den Tod. Das 11. Gebot. bringt Euch den Tod. . Das 11. Gebot. Himmelslieder. bringt Euch den Tod. immer wieder. . Nur ein Herr und nur ein Gott.

Hinc Allae La Crimae

These tears of sadness. Falling with the grace of autumn leaves. . I have walked the path. Carried my mournful wounds. . A burden I am (to you). That is why I spilled my tears.

Cold Black Days

Get away and your life will be released. Give away all your dreams and all your sins. . You are praying for forgiveness, you cry for help. When your life is over who can tell.

Heartquake

How I'd love to experience a heartquake. But oh so afraid it will end up with a heartache. . These untimely little deaths. Would leave me out of breath.

Clash Of The Titans

Warclash of the titans. War of primeval nations. . Out of the fog warships appear final conquest of the empire's fleet. War has some across the sea one continent has to bleed.

Gather In Me No More

This penetrating pain. arousing from its sleep. This pallid flesh hiding. in shades These hollow. orbits watering the. ground Frantic ghouls. lurking in my shadow.

Calling The Rain

moods and emotions. circles, vibrations. Dark days are rising. in eternal remembrance. I feel like I've failed my life. when thoughts of sorrow lead my mind.

Flower Meadow

Lying here in this flower meadow. Feeling free. Hovering on a cloud. Worries vanished. . Looking down on. These people. Do they deserve. This grief. .

Blue Blood

Still being of Nobble Birth. Though having Oppressed the Earth. Being better off than all. Contrasting with the rabble. Still crowning each other. Insisting on the old manners.