Saturday, October 2, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily,joyfully, playfully watching me.But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,logical, responsible, practical.And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,clinical, intellectual, cynical.There are times when all the world's asleep,the questions run too deepfor such a simple man.Won't you please, please tell me what we've learnedI know it sounds absurdbut please tell me who I am.Now watch what you say or they'll be calling you a radical,liberal, fanatical, criminal.Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you'reacceptable, respectable, presentable, a vegetable!At night, when all the world's asleep,the questions run so deepfor such a simple man.Won't you please, please tell me what we've learnedI know it sounds absurdbut please tell me who I am.
Friday, June 18, 2010
BloodDrunk
But at the end... Dying is a way to drink
Unquenchable thirst burns you inside
The ruins of already burnt out mind
Inexhaustable craving for something
You're already crying
Degenerate drunk with a razor blade
Strung out spilling your own blood
Exterminate scars already made
Ready for another drink, can you wait?
Detoxing, here come the withdrawals
Maybe you've gone too far
Deep within things are getting hot
Can't deny, take another shot
Blooddrunk
All the pain inside will fade
Blooddrunk
Degenerate bloodrunk with a razor blade
Degenerate drunk with a razor blade
Strung out spilling your own blood
Exterminate scars already made
Ready for another drink, can you wait?
Blooddrunk
All the pain inside will fade
Blooddrunk
Degenerate bloodrunk with a razor blade
Roter Sand
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Klavier
They tell me
unlock this door
curiosity becomes a scream
what could be behind it
behind this door
stands a piano
the keys are dusty
the strings are out of tune
behind this door
she sits at the piano
but she doesn't play anymore
oh, that was so long ago
There, at the piano
I listened to her
and when her performance began
I held my breath
She said to me
I'll always stay with you
but it only seemed
that she played for me alone
I poured her blood
into the fire of my rage
I locked the door
they asked for her
There, at the piano
I listened to her
and when her performance began
I held my breath
There, at the piano
I stood beside her
it seemed
she played for me alone
The door is open
oh, how they scream
I hear mother pleading
father is beating me
they take her from the piano
and no one believes me here
that I am deathly ill
from sorrow and the stench
There, at the piano
I listened to her
and when her performance began
I held my breath
There, at the piano
she listened to me
and when my performance began
she held her breath