I can't tell you how i feel
Can't show you what you must not see
It's deep inside and it's killing me
I can't face reality
It's all out of reach for me
It runs deep
A prime mover only shifts the problem
If every complex structure needs an architect;
Then this prime mover must be even more complex than anything he created
Who made your architect?
Who made your architect?
Where does he come from?
We are divine.
Deities of the modern age.
The sentinels of humanity's cage.
We are divine.
Captivators of the greatest bane:
We're the phantoms you'll never see watching over your sleep.
We are in your dreams.
See our symbols again.
Won't get them out of your head.
They exude sensations of wealth.
Temptations noone with-stands.
We are divine: captivators of the greatest bane.
The sentinels of humanity's cage.
We let you breathe the foul air of supremacy.
We design your identity to complain with our needs.
Hear our slogans again.
They're made to linger in your head.
They gaze at you from the screen.
From all the glossy magazines.
We are the living proof for all the non-believers:
What can't be bought or sold is nothing but a fallacy.
We are the magistrates for all the great relievers.
Gods of the modern age:
Nothing can stop us
Nothing can halt us
Your children work for us eight hours a day.
You know that we give them the shittiest pay.
Your politicians do whatever we say.
We've conquered the earth and set up our flags all over the world.
We're twisting the facts.
Wherever you turn: Billboard attack
This world is ours.
Trust our knowledge.
We're here to share.
Feel the aura: sway and power.
Feel us everywhere.
The will to pay for the lowest stakes the global game.
The will to partake in the greatest bane: The modern age.
The sun is a luminary whose egress
Is an opening of the sky
Which is found on the west
And in the east lies its ingress
The sun is rising through six openings
And there are six through with it sets.
The moon uses the same
And all the stars, they guide their way.
First there goes out the greatest light
whose name is the sun.
It's round just like the roundness of the sky;
filled with light.
The chariot in which it rises is
driven by the blowing wind.
The great light sets in the west
and returns by the Northeast.
In order to go to the east, it is
guided so that it shall reach
the eastern gate and shine
in the black face of the sky.
First there goes out
the greatest light
whose name is the sun.
It's round just like
Lo! Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
Lo! a strange town, lying alone
Death has reared himself a throne
Far down in the west
Where the good, bad, worst, and the best have gone to their eternal rest
There, shrines and towers:
Death has reared himself a throne
Time-eaten towers that tremble not
resemble nothing, nothing that is ours
Down, down in that town, shall settle hence:
Hell rising from its throne, no earthly moans,
Shall do it reverence.
No rays from heaven coming down
On the long night-time of that town
But light from out the lurid sea
Streams up the turrets silently
Gleams up the pinnacles far and free
Up domes -- up spires -- up kingly halls --
Up fanes -- up Babylon-like walls --
No swellings tell that winds may be
Upon some far-off happy seas
No heavings hint that winds may be
On seas less hideously serene.
But lo, a stir is in the air!
The wave -- there is a movement there!
As if the towers had thrust aside,
In slightly sinking, the dull tide,
Acquiescently beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie
The waves now have a redder glow
The hours are breathing faint and low
And when, amid no earthly moans
Down, down in that town, shall settle hence,
Hell, rising from a thousand thrones.
Shall do it reverence.
Down, down in that town shall settle hence,
Hell, rising from its throne, no earthly moans,
Shall do it reverence.
There are open fanes and gaping graves
Yawn level with the luminous waves
But not the riches there that lie
In each idol's diamond eye
Not the gaily-jewelled dead
Tempt the waters from their bed
So blend the turrets, shadows there
That all seem pendulous in air
While from a tower in the town
Death looks down
But lo, a stir is in the air!
The waves have now a redder glow
The hours are breathing faint and low
And when amid no earthly moans,
Down, down in that town, shall settle hence:
Hell, rising from a thousand thrones,
Shall do it reverence.
Far down within the dim west
Where the good and the bad and
The worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest.
Waves have now
A red glow
Hours breathe low
For the great blue cold now reigns
Adamantly taking hold of every bruised, battered heart
And every slack, weary limb knuckles down
For we shall bend to the cause: the open sea awaits us all
Surrender breeds no remorse
We suffered through the ordeal
They came to get me in my dreams
To take me down to the ocean
Only in death shall we be sage
And see that heaven lies behind
And we shall quake, reading those words on this book's final page: for the great blue cold now reigns
For the great blue cold now reigns
Certain and endless, it seemed
But every petty grain of sand
And every bone will be washed out to the sea
Numbness unfurls in each and every brain
The coast now is clear
The air is thin
And as your own plot unfolds
It gets more difficult to bribe
The magistrates of your own psyche
What will you say when all the lights go dim
And the cup of disappointment is full to the brim? For the great blue cold now reigns
For the great blue cold now reigns
Only in death shall we be sage
When every ocean has dessicated
And we shall quake, reading those words
Sitting out the goosestep
Of the long march of the Yes-men
As their gold card wielding wives
Are consumed by bitterness
It takes a lifetime to conceive
That your days in the sun are but brief
So they snivel, and repeat the echoes
That buzz off every screen
No wonder that the sociopaths
At the top of the human thrash pile
Refer to us as cattle: we are branded, sold and fatted
We're raised for a purpose
A drear existence on the work farm
And then a quiet death in the nursing-barn
"You must pay your dues", cries the humble mind
We're distracted with excuses
Why we can't reach for the stars
And so we never spring to arms
To claim back what's being taken from us here
Every single fucking day "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em", another one cries... We're distracted with excuses
Why we can't reach for the stars
And so we never spring to arms
To reclaim what we are loosing
And God said,
Let there be the lights
In the firmament of the heaven.
Let there be lights in heaven to divide the day from the night;
And let them be for signs, for seasons and for days, and years;
And let then be for lights in the firmament to give light upon the earth.
And it was so, and God made two great lights;
The greater light to rule the day,
And the lesser light to rule the night; the stars as well.
And God set them in the firmament to give light upon the earth,
And to rule over the day and over the night
And to divide the darkness from the light.
Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters
And God said,
Let the waters bring forth, abundantly, the moving creature that hath life,
And foul that may fly above the earth in the open firmament of heaven.
Yes, the hopeless are those who never lose their hope.
And the heartless are those who never kill a foe.
The speechless are those who always move their tongues.
And the lonely are those who have the strongest bonds.
You've been waiting for a morning to come.
After years in the dark started hating the sun.
In the end you denied that it had ever shone.
And maybe you're right.
But is that what you want?
And yes, your feelings are justified: the only colour you know is the colour of night.
The matrimony with the devil: Your closest bond.
It's all in vain.
If that's what you want... Yes, the hopeless are those who never lose their hope.
And the heartless are those who never kill a foe.
The lifeless are those who think they're never bored.
And the infidel are those who never fucked a whore.
Life is sour, so full of maggots and bugs.
And you still it's too short to just give it all up.
Yes, it's all in vain, if that's what you choose.
But are you sure that's your wish?
It's your own choice to carry your cross.
I will pray to the Son
He was crucified for me
And I will pray to the Father
"You shall have no gods besides me!"
I will pray to the Holy Trinity
And I will pray to the moon and the sun and the stars
I will pray to Saint Luke the writer of the Gospel
I will pray to Saint Paul and ask him to cure my affliction
I'll pray to Mary second only to the Lord
Will pray to the moon and the sun and the stars
One God, or three?
Where does it come from
And how was it made?
Who died in the process
And who got paid a starvation wage? Shopcops protect
A terrifying place
Willing to serve you 24 hours a day
Slick etiquettes
A great masquerade
Fluorescent tubes illuminate milelong aisles
Aseptic floors
Colorful shelves: myriads of products, but all their content is the same
Fooled and deceived
Who made us fall for this sham?
Who made us swallow the bait that we need all that shit?
Place your blind faith
In every produce
Don't hesitate or enquire, just follow our rules
No one complains
Customer is king
Why would you bother, just enter the pin
Who made us fall
Fall for the myth
That we would be better off with everything at our fingertips?
No one realized
How somewhere along the line
We have surrendered to the great void in our lives
Overwhelmed by the immense selection
Exerted to cover our inanition
Afraid that there's something that we could be missing
We'd pay any price to buy everything
We stand in line and smile....Celebrate the great emptiness of our lives
Celebrate the great emptiness of our lives
Celebrate the great emptiness of our lives
There's a stubble field
On which a black rain falls
There is a tree which, brown, stands lonely here
There's a hissing wind
Which haunts deserted huts
How sad, this evening
Past the village pond: the gentle orphan, returning home
Still gathers scanty ears of corn
Golden and round
Her eyes are gazing in the dusk
And her throbbing lap awaits the bridegroom... returning home
Shepherds found the sweet body
Decayed in the bramble bush
A shade... I am remote from sombre hamlets
I drank from the woodland well
The silence of God
I can feel the touch of cold steel
Spiders look for my heart
There is a light that fails in my mouth
On my forehead cold metal forms
Spiders look for my heart
There is a light that fails in my mouth
I drank from the woodland well
You cannot make me feel guilty
I dont give a shit about respect
I wont join your moral masturbation
Im the prodigal son gone off the tracks
You cannot make me feel sorry
I dont give a shit about your pride
Im the cat piss on your carpet
The last crushing thought before you die
Dont fit in your picture
Dont fit in your world
Dont match all the lies you feed your kids
Feel no loyalty
This deal was made without me
Sure i never signed it
Your contracts dont apply to me
I'll fuck your dog
Do you still want to get along with me
I'll rape your daughter
Over the payment of asmall fee
I'll fuck your dog
Do you still want to get along with me
I'll rape your daughter
We draw your eyes to our images: Carrot and stick.
We've got a sense for what makes you tick.
The more out of reach, the more desperate you'll be trying to get it.
We're the sweet distraction sure to provoke a reaction.
We'll show you what you need: You can be sure this world is yours if you're paying for it.
Once we've got your attention we might sell you something you don't have the cash to pay.
Put it on credit.
Pay by instalment.
Sit back and chill: and wait for your consignment.
We make you pay to eat
We make you pay to sleep
We make you pay to breathe
We make you pay for any pleasures you could come up with
Now we reached our goals: We keep you stuck in a job that you loathe.
Now you're dead on the whole because you're bound to pay us off.
At the end of a tiresome day of repetitive work without having a say you crave for nothing more then mere dispersal:
Turn on the TV and switch off reality.
And here we are back again with our screens of perfection: The perfect distraction.
Fancy cars, furbished shopping marts: All that it takes to make you fall for our candy-bars.
What a fertile symbiosis: You help us pay our bills.
And in turn we assist you: Keep treading the mill.
We set the standards.
We embody all you ever wanna be.
We play with your insecurities.
Inside our squalid homes: a safe place behind security doors.
Sheltered from all we better ignore: the starving, the homeless, the dying, the poor...
Any utopia only makes us scoff.
It's all "ok" as long as all can be turned on and off,
As longs as we can relax in our comfort zones and explore the world with the remote control.
This city breathes death and disease.
A dying bastard on a drip.
Part of the myth.
They have taken whatever they could find: knocked on our doors,
Or krept inside: replacing everything with an image of it.
Who told you that the street never sleeps?
They've taken everything and sold you ease instead.
Now lean back: All you need is at your fingertips.
Pale screen shines down on you.
Sniggers and takes you for a fool.
Tell me what are you gonna do?
Suck up the praise.
End of a meaningless day.
The next one will be strictly the same.
I refuse to shroud my past
These walls in here allow no rest
Tomorrow morning I'll be dead
But this place will burn before the sun will drown in the ocean
And nothing will ever be the same again
Yes, you can put me to the test
Or you can cut my tongue at last
Ideas are wandering through my head
What if all that I never said were true?
And if everything that is happening were due?
Pouring whiskey in dried-out bodies
Coarsely hewn by wood and love
Deep inside them smolders slowly
Thick as yeast, green bitterness
Helpless, their eyes are blind
And all their thoughts are simple
Their ears are deaf
And all their songs are trivial
Their loves have gone sour
And all their looks are vacant
Their food is foul
The art they make lacks the challenge
All their minds are empty
All their thoughts are simple
All their songs and books are trivial
All their ears are deaf
Birds who once flew with passion
Now they're easily caught with bare hands
Locked in cages, learning their lessons
Bullets for the already-dead
Tasteless, our tongues are dumb
And all our speeches are hollow
Our minds are numb
And all our books are hollow
Our lobes are sour
And all our looks are vacant
Our food is foul
The art we make lacks the challenge
All our minds are empty
All our thoughts are simple
All our songs and books are trivial
All our looks are vacant
Birds who once flew with passion
Can easily be caught with bare hands
Locked in cages, learning their lessons
Bullets for the already-dead
Can you still see
The stars
The Sky
Then layers of grey?
They're fading away...
Can you still see the stars?
It's hard to think of the ocean
With the sweet stench of piss in your hair
Morning air still invades every wallpaper cell
Year after year after year
All these years those walls were empty
Curtains yellowed, now white of mold
Lardy plaster, the paint is peeling
From the ashtray: swathes of blue smoke
Corrosive waters
Black rain falls the seventh time
Unyielding minds of coal
Jaws open wide
They changed the beds
Yearly white sheets weeping like shrouds
This is the chamber where their god spent his final hour
Can you still the stars through layers of grey
Or have the city lights taken their place?
The stars are fading away
away
away
away
Eyes leap at the bait
We march in circles under Jupiter's sway
Eyes fall prey to the cheat
What have you done with me?
You ruined everything
and you don't even see
I still can't believe this is real
My mind plays tricks on me
Please wake me up and say it was just a bad dream
I can't talk
I can't think
I feel dead
All I see is red
I am sick
I can't get up
I see no way out
I need drugs
What have you done with me?
You ruined everything
I bet you don't even see
I want peace
Don't know where to start
I don't wanna feel like this
I'll cut out this heart
Feed it to the pigs
True sorrow doesn't flirt with hope
No matter how great it may be: hope rises twice as high
But spare me these seekers!
Leave me in peace
Down with them, down, down, down, down! That which suffers, does never hope
For they will no longer impress me
With all of the solemnity and with the voice of my greatest days: I call to you my hearth, glorious hope! Wrapped in the cloak of illusions
Come and sit beside me
On the tripod of appeasement
With a whip of scorpions I chased you! If you wish me to believe that
You have forgotten all the grief
Which my short-lived repentance caused you: Well, then bring along with you
The sublime procession - hold me up, I am fainting! - of all the virtues which I offended... and their everlasting atonements
Yes, good people
I order you to burn
On a spade red-hot from the fire
And with a little yellow sugar for good measure: to burn the duck of doubt
With its vermouth lips... which in the melancholy struggle between good and evil
Shedding teardrops which are not heartfelt
Creates everywhere, universal emptiness! It is the best thing you can do
Certainly, flesh and bone, you have no reason to blush: but listen to me
I don't invoke your understanding
It would spit blood at the horror you cause! Better forget all about it, and be consistent with yourselves! There were no constraints there
Let them carry me away
To any place that they have chosen for me
One day I become the stream
The stream that flows to the ocean
The moment of peace
Right before drowning
The final release when I'm becoming one with the sea
Whatever you do, you won't be saved
Whatever you hope,. its an illusion
Cause happiness can't be held in place
There are no one-time-solve-all solutions
There is no end
As far as I see
There is no future
There's only now
Just you and me... one with the ocean
I have been searching all around the globe
For a secret gate out of this world
Only to find there's no such place
The only peace I find is in constant change
I have been searching all around the globe
For a secret gate
Out of this world
Out of the cold
Free man, you shall forever cherish the ocean!
The sea is your mirror; you contemplate your soul
In its eternal waves that chafe and roll
Your mind's abyss is bitter as the sea
Both of you live in darkness and in mystery
Man, who has ever plumbed the depths of your being?
O Sea, who knows your hidden riches
Seeing the secrets you preserve so jealously?
You love to plunge into your image down to the core
Embracing it with eyes and arms: your very heart
Sometimes finds a distraction from its urgent smart
In the wild ocean's untamable roar
Both of you live in darkness and mystery
Man, who has ever plumbed the depths of your being?
O Sea, who knows your hidden riches
Seeing the secrets you preserve so jealously?
And yet for countless ages you have fought each other
With hands unsparing and with unforbearing breath
Each an eternal foe to his relentless brother
So avid are you both of slaughter and of death
Man and the sea
Man and the sea
Man and the sea
Man and the sea
Eternal wrestlers! Man and Sea
Unrelenting twins! Man and Sea - You have fought each other
Man and Sea - With unforbearing breath
Man and Sea - Eternal Wrestlers! Man and Sea
Man and Sea - Each an eternal foe to his brother
Put your hand in the hand
Of the man who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand
Of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself and
A you can look at others differently
By puttin' your hand in the hand
Of the man from-a Galilee
Every time I look into the Holy Book
I want to tremble
When I read about the part
Where a carpenter cleared the temple
For the buyers and the sellers were
No different fellas than what I profess to be
And it causes me shame to know
I'm not the gal that I should be
Put your hand in the hand
Mama taught me how to pray before
I reached the age of seven
And when I'm down on my knees that's a
When I'm close to heaven
Daddy lived his life with two kids and a wife
You do must you must do
But he showed me
A City of the blind
Their vile inhabitants
Abashed by their own lives'
Insignificance
The silent void of cogitations
Absence of signification
Committed to burn twice as long and half as bright
We're dashing forward with our eyeballs turned inward: until the end of time, the human eye
Staring wide-open into the horror of the mind, shall never ever sleep again
We have awoken from our sleep
Nevermore shall we be unheeding as the flock of sheep
Grazing ingenuously
Living blithely
Roaming insouciantly
Forgetting instantly
Every night
I'm swooping with the vast span of my wings
Into the death-throes of my memory: the eternal scourge of the human mind
I'm wandering in times which are not mine
Terrified of what I'm about to find
I'm trying to stop the past's rapid flight
I'm wandering in times which are not mine
Lost in between the shit and the shine
The snake of fear creeps into our hearts at night
Subdueing every mind at bedtime
What will it take to arrive
And cease trying to stop the past's rapid flight? How much more do I have to go through
To prove myself that I'm still alive? We are living in pain
The wind of the past will always shake you in the end
We're waiting for the day
When we will attain the ability to forget
For, every day of our lives, the present is painful
The future unknown
The sting of the past is what makes every moment unbearable
Tonight the earth opened up and swallowed quite a lot of all the pretty things
That don't mean anything to me nor to you.
Nor to anyone who likes the feel
Of cold wind blowing from the sea
And dead leaves falling from the trees
Whirling through the air
Like rotten vessels on their way
To the ground
Warm rain kept pouring down
The streets submersed in rising water
And all the clouds were looking down
Upon the people seeking shelter
They are afraid of being carried far away
To some place where they feel they don't belong
But deep inside they feel that maybe any place,
No matter how far away,
Would be better than home.
And no one realized the Gods in Heaven
We're giving all of them a reason to go
And no one expected the water
That now reached up to their throats
Swallowed by the earth
They disappear
I can tell you what I've seen
I can no longer believe
I can't tell you how I feel
I do no longer believe
There's no ambiguity:
If Venus shows all phases like the moon
The earth must revolve 'round the sun
But no one will believe me:
It's like nothing
Like nothing I've seen was for real
But it's all real...
I no longer believe
But maybe I should keep this to myself
I raised my eyes up high toward the night sky
I've been searching for the eyes divine in countless nights
At this time of the year
The skies are mostly grey and overcast
A steady wind blows relentlessly
and time is passing by so fast
Let the rain purge the land
Wash it all away
The days are getting shorter
A long white foamy band: my solitary vessel plows through the turbid green water
Looming large, in the distance: snow topped mountains are drifting by
The whole scenery immersed
In a surreal yellow late-afternoon light
I've been here before
I know this scene
There are jellyfish in the foam
And then it all came back to me... How the wind played his gentle game
Nebulized and beguiled me
With your wisps sweet with lemon
And the bruisers on your chin
Spoke the truth
About our everything
And spared you a sermon... I've been here before
I know this scene
And the waning northern summer light
Reflecting in the freckle of your right eye
The setting sun's last desperate rays
[Instrumental with a quote from the movie:"The Life of David Gale"]
"What it means to be fully human is to strive to live by ideas and ideals
And not to measure your life by what you've attained in terms of your desires but
Those small moments of integrity, compassion, rationality...
Because in the end, the only way that we can measure the significance of our own lives
Is by valuing the lives of others"
"Fantasies have to be unrealistic
Because the moment - the second - that you get what you seek, you don't - you can't - want it anymore.
In order to exist, desire must have its objects perpetually absent...
It's not the 'it' that you want, its the fantasy of 'it'.
We are only truly happy when daydreaming about future happiness...
This is why we say: "the hunt is sweeter than the kill", or: "be careful what you wish for" - not because you'll get it: because you're doomed not to want it once you do.
You sure know the rules
To turn all heads to your menu
For this is all you show
... For this is all you have to offer
As she grows pale and old
This color was never your own ever since you bought the security of control
With then feet of soil on your chest to choke any whiff of animation
Bury all risks forever
Walk on blood-red sands
Soaked with the grief of coveting docile hands
Crushed by your own rocks
And this is what you draw upon:
Feast on the purity of breathing organic matter
No need to cut off her wings:
Your words lay like stones in her stomach
She takes everything
She's the queen of the food-chain
The last one to starve
You're my fetish
My favorite toy
Pierced with needles
I'm sure you'll enjoy
Gagged and hogtied
Spanked and caned
I'll always savour your grace in chains
I will flock you to death
Can you feel the thrill?
I will make you eat shit and control your will
I'm the master of the needle in your clit
There's no easy way out
If you faint I'll get you back
Mouse-traps hanging on your nipples
Saliva sliding down your chin
Thumbtacks under your tortured knees
Pain won't end, you'll never win
I will flock you to death
Can you feel the thrill?
I will make you eat shit and control your will
Since I cannot own you I just want to kill you
On their long journey that leads them toward the light;
Winston Smith shall be their guide
They are trying so hard to believe that two and two makes five.
Reason won't concuss the irrevocable truth
And if there's contradiction:
Keep the faith, burn the proof
In order to protect ourselves from the superstitions of priests and moralists
And the trickery of evangelists;
Let us be done with the idea of moral law:
Where do your values come from?
From inside yourself?
Or from some self-appointed moral cognoscentes
Who disguised their own ideas
As universal truth?
[whispered]
Trying so hard to believe
There are moments in life
When man with his louse-ridden hair
Casts wild staring looks
At the green membranes of space: for he believes, he hears, somewhere ahead
The wry hoots of a phantom
He staggers and bows his head: what he has heard is the voice of his own conscience
He is determined and alert
And with the speed of a madman he rushes out
Takes the first direction his wold state suggests
And bounds over the rough plains of the wield
But the yellow phantom never loses sight of him
Chasing him with equal speed
Sometimes on stormy nights
When legions of winged octopi
Which look like ravens at a distance
Hover above the clouds... moving ponderously towards the cities of men, there, in the dark, their mission is to warn them....
On such nights the dark eyed grit, sees two beings passing by
One after another
and wiping a furtive tear of compassion: which flows out
From its frozen eye
It shouts out "yes, certainly he deserves it, it is only justice being done!" Having said that, he reassumes his grim attitude
And continues to watch
And continues... to watch, trembling nervously, the manhunt
The phantom makes a clicking sound
with its tongue as if to tell itself it's giving up the chase
His is the voice of the condemned
And when its dreadful shrieking penetrates the human heart
Man would prefer to have death as his mom
Than to have remorse as his son
I have seen him making for the sea
Climbing a jagged promontory
Lashed by the eyebrow of the surge
And flinging himself down, into the waves
The miracle is this: the corpse reappeared the next day
On the surface of the raging sea... Which had brought this flotsam of pale flesh back to the shore
The man freed himself from his body's imprint in the sand
He wrung the water from his drenched hair
The man freed himself
From his body's imprint in the sand... Wrung the water from his drenched hair
Air filled with sand lashing in my face
I can't see you fifteen feet away
I can hear you somewhere in the distance
I have lost you
The air is filled with sand
Eroding my skin
I can smell you in the air I'm breathing
I can feel you everytime I'm falling
I can taste you
You're the sand I'm eating
I can't kill you
The air is filled with sand
Eroding my skin
All trees cast their leaves when you're around
All colors grow pale, all tones lose their sound
Air filled with sand
It's eroding my skin
All wheels stop turning
Now take the night-bus and begin all over again
Some things fade faster than you would believe
Some memories sway your thoughts for a while
Yet some might be etched into your skull so deeply they'll never grow pale
Sliding deeper and deeper into disaster
Don't want you to see the state I'm in
Where do I end, where do you begin?
Air filled with sand
It's eroding my skin
All wheels stop turning
Now take the night-bus and begin all over again
Sliding deeper and deeper into disaster
I'm on the speed-ramp going faster and faster...
Lets stay in bed today
The sun ain't shining anyway
Completely knocked out, unable to move
Dwelling in daydreams, I'm closer
I'm closer to you
I enwrap myself in black sheets
To match the sky
I no longer want to see
The bitterness in your eyes
You start killing the flies
You start killing the flies
This is the imperative of devotion:
A command to consistent actions
To defend our most heartfelt convictions
Against attempts of self-protection
To cut them down to size of reason
What we feel is true
I can't abandon you
I lost something forever in you
It all breeds only pain though I can't discard it
Grow to the sun.
We fell on rock.
Awoke with broken bones.
Crawled our way back at rugged dirt roads to find we're not alone and never wanna go back home:
We'll never go back home.
Drain me.
I can't find no place to rest.
What I've been searching for does not exist.
All arrows point inwards: The white in my eyes will shine.
All plans forgotten: I've drawn a brand-new sign.
Sometimes it all seems so tasteless.
We carry on just the same, regardless.
My heart is hollow.
All I feel, so shallow.
Show me someone to follow.
Give me something to crave for.
What I've been searching for doesn't exist:
I enwrap myself in black sheets to match the sky
And you would do the same if you just opened your eyes
But lets stay like this for a while
Let's just keep silent and immobile
Enjoy the pleasure of dying daylight
The cold kiss of a desert night
Out here on my own is where I feel....
Where I feel most at home
I'm stuck in between your flesh and my bones
I embrace the gift of dying daylight
The cold kiss of a desert night
I enwrap myself in black sheets to become one with the sky
And you would do just the same if you opened your eyes.
Eyes
Night
Mild rays of the sun will burn your eyes
After dwelling in darkness for the rest of your life
Mild rays of the sun will burn your eyes
After dwelling in darkness
Walking out of this cave
This forlorn place that I used to call mine
Now daylight burns my eyes
The earth is shaking
Times are changing
The Clock is ticking
Even down here we won't be secure
The ceiling crumbles
Over my warped head
Giving way to broad daylight
Am I already dead?
Mild rays of the sun will burn your eyes
After dwelling in darkness
In this cave that I used to call mine
Searching for shelter
Right after the raid
Cover up your eyes: the most human trait
Don't want any change
I prefer to stall
Why can't we appreciate the gift of free fall
Freedom is what scares us most of all
We duck for cover in our shelters and caves
Freedom is what scares us most of all
And our horizon is never more than 2 steps away
I'm about to faint
So much to see
So much to hear
So much to dare
So much to share
So much to feel
So much to steal
So much to taste
No time to waste
My tongue is burning
My eyes are watering
My mind is turning
I'm overloaded
My limbs are aching
My ears are bleeding
System's collapsing
I'm about to faint
So much to do
So much to try
So much to lose
Before we die
So much to feel
So much to steal
So much to taste
No time to waste
My tongue is burning
My eyes are watering
System's collapsing
I'm about to faint
So much to feel
So much to steal
So much to taste
No time to waste
I'm about to FAINT!
So much to feel
So much to steal
So much to taste
Bread and games... or should we say: sugar and chains?
The blood of exposure: our sweetest drink.
Decapitate the confessor: the audience is waiting.
Watch all your achievement go down the drain.
Vengeance at any cost: now get in the ring.
You sure took precautions and still you drown.
Rise and fall: The higher, the deeper.
They made you flirt with divinity.
From now on you're free.
So stick your cock up her ass.
No need to cheat.
No need to confess.
Where is your secret?
Pull off the blanket!
Discard this veil of shame.
Yes, it's quite hard to believe
That we all come from the same seed:
The scrub, the cockroach and the human being
It's hard to see how the perfection of complex organs was achieved without an engineer
But all you see is the human eye
On top of the mountain peak, so high
A steep wall of rock
Impossible to climb
Our imagination is left behind
But there is a gentle slope on the backside
And even worms have simple eyes
That help them distinguish darkness from light
From here it just takes a long long time
to the miracle of the lens eye
Our brains are accustomed to the scope of a lifetime
We will never be able to see how the sluggish vessel of evolution
Is slowly creeping up the hill
Uphill
There's no other solution
There's no other solution
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By Ossian
Album title: Emberi dolgok
A bolcsodtol "vigyaznak" rad
Csak lapulj meg, es tartsd a szad
Van neved, de kit erdekel ?
Sorszam vagy, computer-jel
Kodolnak, leltarba vesznek
Hogyha kell, eljonnek erted
Hasznalnak, kihasznalnak
Ha ellenallsz, osszezuznak
Meneteles a vagohidra
Engedelmesen, mosolyogva
Meneteles a vagohidra
Engedelmesen, zart sorokban
A hatalom figyel
Iranyit teged
A nagy rohadt semmi
Ennyi a bered
A jogaid, egyeniseged
Gyulolik, robotnak neznek
Elveid, onbecsulesed
Megtorik, a jatek verre megy
Befogjak a szadat, a szemed
Kitepik az agyad, a szived
Imadkozz, vagy atkozodhatsz
Nem halljak meg, ha felsikoltasz
Meneteles a vagohidra
Engedelmesen, mosolyogva
Meneteles a vagohidra
Engedelmesen, zart sorokban
A hatalom figyel
Iranyit teged
A nagy rohadt semmi
Ennyi a bered
Meneteles a vagohidra
Engedelmesen, mosolyogva
Meneteles a vagohidra
Engedelmesen, zart sorokban
A hatalom figyel
Iranyit teged
A nagy rohadt semmi
Ennyi a bered
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By Ossian
Album title: Iteletnap
Feltepett fold, langolo eg
Kettetort fak, korbacskent vag most a szel
Suru a kod, kihalt a taj
Az eltevedt vandorra biztos, hogy pusztulas var
Kidolnek mind a sirkeresztek
Halottak lelke ma este nem nyugszik meg
Rejtozik mind, aki csak el
Gyilkos es aldozat egyforman retteg es fel
Felhok felett a viharmadar
Buszken es szabadon szall
Villamok fenyeben mossa eso
A szabadsag gyermeke o
Felhok felett a viharmadar
Buszken es szabadon szall
Villamok fenyeben mossa eso
A szabadsag gyermeke o
Igy szuletett, csak igy elhet
Racsok mogott meghal a lazado lelek
A foldon lent szaz ellenseg
Figyelik ot, irigylik, gyulolik roptet
Felhok felett a viharmadar
Buszken es szabadon szall
Villamok fenyeben mossa eso
A szabadsag gyermeke o
Felhok felett a viharmadar
Buszken es szabadon szall
Villamok fenyeben mossa eso
A szabadsag gyermeke o
Felhok felett a viharmadar
Buszken es szabadon szall
Villamok fenyeben mossa eso
A szabadsag gyermeke o
Felhok felett a viharmadar
Buszken es szabadon szall
Villamok fenyeben mossa eso
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By Ossian
Album title: Acelsziv
Hetvegen osszeroffen a sok-sok szomjas ember
Kiszaradt minden torok, de keznel mar a gyogyszer
E szertartas komoly unnep mindig nekem
Ne siesd el, elvezd minden percet velem
Sorivo vagyok
Sorivo vagyok
Sorivo vagyok
Igyon vizet mas
Elrontasz mindent azzal, ha vedelsz, mint egy diszno
Idonk most mint a tenger, de eleg nehany korso
E szertartas komoly unnep mindig nekem
Ne siesd el, elvezd minden percet velem
Sorivo vagyok
Sorivo vagyok
Sorivo vagyok
Igyon vizet mas
Sorivo vagyok
Sorivo vagyok
Sorivo vagyok
Igyon vizet mas
Sorivo vagyok
Sorivo vagyok
Sorivo vagyok
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By Ossian
Album title: Iteletnap
Aznap, mikor megszulettem
Hullocsillag volt az egen
Nem hivtak es nem is kertem
Senki nem vart, de megerkeztem
A sors konyvebe par szo, csak ennyi:
Igy van jol, igy kellett lenni
Rocker vagyok, vallalom
Jot es rosszat elbirom
A larmat, a fenyt, a zajt es a bajt
Azt, ami uz es fogvatart
Rocker vagyok, vallalom
Jot es rosszat elbirom
A larmat, a fenyt, a zajt es a bajt
Azt, ami uz es fogvatart
Eltem fenyben, sotetsegben
Nagyon fent es nagyon melyen
Ovtak engem, hogy gyorsan elek
Olthatatlan tuzben egek
A sors konyvebe par szo, csak ennyi:
Igy van jol, igy kellett lenni
Rocker vagyok, vallalom
Jot es rosszat elbirom
A larmat, a fenyt, a zajt es a bajt
Azt, ami uz es fogvatart
Rocker vagyok, vallalom
Jot es rosszat elbirom
A larmat, a fenyt, a zajt es a bajt
Azt, ami uz es fogvatart
A sors konyvebe par szo, csak ennyi:
Igy van jol, igy kellett lenni
Rocker vagyok, vallalom
Jot es rosszat elbirom
A larmat, a fenyt, a zajt es a bajt
Azt, ami uz es fogvatart
Rocker vagyok, vallalom
Jot es rosszat elbirom
A larmat, a fenyt, a zajt es a bajt
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By Ossian
Album title: Iteletnap
Mondjak, nem tudsz csendben elni
Meghajolni, szepen kerni
Zurzavar az eleted, nekimennel barkinek
Ha azt hiszed, igy van jol, meg is teszed
Nehez lesz minden nap
Megis soha fel ne add
Nehez lesz minden nap
Megis soha fel ne add
Azert sem es csakazertis
Onmagad vallalnod kell
Azert sem es csakazertis
Egy belso hang szol: Keszulj, mert indulnod kell
Mondjak, nem tudsz meglapulni
Lehajtott fejjel terden csuszni
Fonok, tanar es ormester pedig mind aldott jo ember
Ok azt hiszik, tudjak jol, mi kell neked
Nehez lesz minden nap
Megis soha fel ne add
Nehez lesz minden nap
Megis soha fel ne add
Azert sem es csakazertis
Onmagad vallalnod kell
Azert sem es csakazertis
Egy belso hang szol: Keszulj, mert indulnod kell
Nehez lesz minden nap
Megis soha fel ne add
Nehez lesz minden nap
Megis soha fel ne add
Azert sem es csakazertis
Onmagad vallalnod kell
Azert sem es csakazertis
Egy belso hang szol: Keszulj, mert indulnod kell
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By Ossian
Album title: Felre az utbol !
A foorvos korbejart
Minden hulye vigyazzba allt
A zartosztalyon rend volt
Ugyanott nehany beteg nyugtalan
S a regi gyogymod celtalan
A zartosztalyon anarchia van
A hidegviz nem segit, a sokkolas megvadit
Elszabadulhat barmikor a pokol
A foorvos a veszcsengohoz nyul
A kezeles most beindul
Lehetsz te orult, vagy langesz vagy barmi
A metal-kezelest nem birja senki
A duhongo megnyugszik, es megorul ki nyugodt
Szetszakad minden, robban a csend most
Lehetsz te orult, vagy langesz vagy barmi
A metal-kezelest nem birja senki
A duhongo megnyugszik, es megorul ki nyugodt
Szetszakad minden, robban a csend most
Az amokfuto is megbekel
Mert megorul o is a metalert
A zartosztalyon ujra rend van
Sok Napoleon es Beethoven
Nyomja egyutt lelkesen
A zartosztalyon ujra rend van
Lehetsz te orult, vagy langesz vagy barmi
A metal-kezelest nem birja senki
A duhongo megnyugszik, es megorul ki nyugodt
Szetszakad minden, robban a csend most
Lehetsz te orult, vagy langesz vagy barmi
A metal-kezelest nem birja senki
A duhongo megnyugszik, es megorul ki nyugodt
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By Ossian
Album title: Kitores
Agyadra mennek a hetkoznapok
A vitak, az otthoni botranyok
Kimesz egy meccsre, kitombolod magad
Ismered a mondast, kell egy csapat
Akikhez tartozol, s akik hozzad tartoznak
Neha egy mozi a hetvegeken
Lazulni probalsz ugy mint regen
Neha egy koncert, hol jol erzed magad
Mennel barhova, hogy megtalaljad
Akikhez tartozol, s akik hozzad tartoznak
A Del tul meleg, eszakon a hideg
Keleten nagy meg a sotetseg
A Nyugat messzebb, mint kepzeled
Torj ki megis, vagy probald meg
A Del tul meleg, eszakon a hideg
Keleten nagy meg a sotetseg
A Nyugat messzebb, mint kepzeled
Torj ki megis, vagy probald meg
Neha az ital feldob, ugy erzed
De el se hidd, hamar cserbenhagy teged
Haverok vannak, akikkel csak vagy
Kitornel ebbol, hogy megtalaljad
Akikhez tartozol, s akik hozzad tartoznak
A Del tul meleg, eszakon a hideg
Keleten nagy meg a sotetseg
A Nyugat messzebb, mint kepzeled
Torj ki megis, vagy probald meg
A Del tul meleg, eszakon a hideg
Keleten nagy meg a sotetseg
A Nyugat messzebb, mint kepzeled
Torj ki megis, vagy probald meg
A Del tul meleg, eszakon a hideg
Keleten nagy meg a sotetseg
A Nyugat messzebb, mint kepzeled
Torj ki megis, vagy probald meg
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By Ossian
Album title: A rock katonai
Hiszek abban, hogy nekunk itt helyunk van
Nem csak vagyunk a vilagban
Hiszek abban, hogy letezik baratsag
Nem csak erdek es aljassag
Hiszek abban, hogy letezik bizalom
Nem csak gyanu az arcokon
Hiszek abban, hogy letezik igazsag
Nem csak mese es hazugsag
Itt elunk, nem kerunk
Senkitol, semmitol mar nem felunk
Nincs almunk, nem varunk
Megyunk, meg nem allunk
Itt elunk, nem felunk
A szeretet tuzeben meg nem egunk
Vihar hatan, sasok szarnyan
Hangunk messze elszall
Hiszek abban, hogy nem elunk hiaba
Ez nem a tortetok hazaja
Hiszek abban, hogy nem hiszik el soka'
Hamis profetak hazug, hazug szavat
Itt elunk, nem kerunk
Senkitol, semmitol mar nem felunk
Nincs almunk, nem varunk
Megyunk, meg nem allunk
Itt elunk, nem felunk
A szeretet tuzeben meg nem egunk
Vihar hatan, sasok szarnyan
Hangunk messze elszall
Itt elunk, nem kerunk
Senkitol, semmitol mar nem felunk
Nincs almunk, nem varunk
Megyunk, meg nem allunk
Itt elunk, nem felunk
A szeretet tuzeben meg nem egunk
Vihar hatan, sasok szarnyan
Hangunk messze elszall
Itt elunk, nem kerunk
Senkitol, semmitol mar nem felunk
Nincs almunk, nem varunk
Megyunk, meg nem allunk
Itt elunk, nem felunk
A szeretet tuzeben meg nem egunk
Vihar hatan, sasok szarnyan
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By Ossian
Album title: Kitores
Felizzott a reggel
A biborszinu fenyek
Az elpusztitott Foldon
Gyilkos tuzek egtek
Borokben es femben
Talpig fegyverekben
Ket motoros banda
Allt egymassal szemben
Felbogtek a gepek
Benzinveru szornyek
Elindult a verseny
A tet maga az elet
Pokoli hajsza, vegso remeny
Testhez a test, femhez a fem
Pokoli hajsza, vegso remeny
Halalos verseny, vagy te vagy en
Elelem es benzin
Viz es oxigen
Ahol mindez megvan
Ott lesz a vegso cel
Ott alltak szemben
A legvegso percben
A hajsza tuleloi
Mindossze ketten
Pokoli hajsza, vegso remeny
Testhez a test, femhez a fem
Pokoli hajsza, vegso remeny
Halalos verseny, vagy te vagy en
Pokoli hajsza, vegso remeny
Testhez a test, femhez a fem
Pokoli hajsza, vegso remeny
Halalos verseny, vagy te vagy en
Pokoli hajsza, vegso remeny
Testhez a test, femhez a fem
Pokoli hajsza, vegso remeny
Halalos verseny, vagy te vagy en
Utoljara egymasra nez
Mielott meg egymasra lo
Az utolso elo foldi ferfi
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By Ossian
Album title: Felre az utbol !
Ismerek jol minden szabalyt
Irottat, iratlant, kimondhatatlant
Nem tarthat fel semmilyen gat
Eldobott, elhasznalt ostoba szolam
Az igergetes nagyon keves
Hogy egyszer talan, s addig varjak
Ugy unom mar, ki utamba all
Es nem fogja fel, nem erdekel, mit mond nekem
Felre most az utbol
Oltonybe zart igazsagok
Felre most az utbol
Szemforgato alszent arcok
Eleg volt, soha tobbe nem turom el mar
Eldobtam reg, mi felesleges
Hogy gyorsabban, szabadon letezhessek
Nem leszek mar eszkoz tovabb
Drotokon rangatott vigyorgo bab
Ma kimondhatom, mit tegnap meg nem
De a holnapiert meg bunhodnom kell
Balvanyok hullnak, de jonnek az ujak
Attol tartok, messze meg az igazi nagy nap
Felre most az utbol
Oltonybe zart igazsagok
Felre most az utbol
Szemforgato alszent arcok
Eleg volt, soha tobbe nem turom el mar
Felre most az utbol
Oltonybe zart igazsagok
Felre most az utbol
Szemforgato alszent arcok
Eleg
Felre most az utbol
Oltonybe zart igazsagok
Felre most az utbol
Szemforgato alszent arcok
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By Ossian
Album title: Emberi dolgok
A divat szulte oket
Futoszalag, amin keszulnek
Ejjel es nappal nyomatva
Beledongolik az agyamba
Ezt hallom minden nap
Az undor ugy fojtogat
Torkig vagyok reges-reg
Betelt a pohar
Meddig nyomul, meddig meg
A sok hazug muanyag "sztar"
Torkig vagyok reges-reg
Betelt a pohar
Meddig nyomul, meddig meg
A sok hazug muanyag "sztar"
Nincs tobbe rossz es nincs jo
A buvos szo az eladhato
Hatterben dorzsolt fejek
Penzt zsebelnek es csak nevetnek
Ezt hallom minden nap
Az undor ugy fojtogat
Torkig vagyok reges-reg
Betelt a pohar
Meddig nyomul, meddig meg
A sok hazug muanyag "sztar"
Torkig vagyok reges-reg
Betelt a pohar
Meddig nyomul, meddig meg
A sok hazug muanyag "sztar"
Torkig vagyok reges-reg
Betelt a pohar
Meddig nyomul, meddig meg
A sok hazug muanyag "sztar"
Torkig vagyok reges-reg
Betelt a pohar
Meddig nyomul, meddig meg
A sok szaros muanyag "sztar"
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By Ossian
Album title: Iteletnap
Fejunk felett kormos az eg
Piszkosszurke, reg nem kek
Berhazak torka zenet araszt
Nagyon durvat, vagy nagyon nyalast
Kolykok az utcan bandakban jarnak
Mar nem biznak es nem varnak
Eroszak, bun es kabitoszer
Kozony es gog, barmerre nezel
A gyemantot csak a gyemant vagja
Eros legyel, ki az utest is allja
Es eljon majd, mert jonnie kell
Az iteletnap, es szabad leszel
A gyemantot csak a gyemant vagja
Eros legyel, ki az utest is allja
Es eljon majd, mert jonnie kell
Az iteletnap, es szabad leszel
Szembenallo ket nemzedek
Apak es fiuk, mint fold es eg
A legtobb felnott kiegve el
A szemetdomb csucsa szanalmas cel
Nyakkendos urak a TV-bol neznek
Sok-sok mindent megigernek
Amig ok lesznek, minden marad
Hazudik mind, ne hagyd magad
A gyemantot csak a gyemant vagja
Eros legyel, ki az utest is allja
Es eljon majd, mert jonnie kell
Az iteletnap, es szabad leszel
A gyemantot csak a gyemant vagja
Eros legyel, ki az utest is allja
Es eljon majd, mert jonnie kell
Az iteletnap, es szabad leszel
A gyemantot csak a gyemant vagja
Eros legyel, ki az utest is allja
Es eljon majd, mert jonnie kell
Az iteletnap, es szabad leszel
A gyemantot csak a gyemant vagja
Eros legyel, ki az utest is allja
Es eljon majd, mert jonnie kell
Az iteletnap, es szabad leszel
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By Ossian
Album title: Felre az utbol !
Lasd meg azt, amit soha meg
Felelem nemitsa el nyelved
Hallgasd csak az irtozat csendjet
Remkepek marjak szet a lelked
Mindened, miben hittel meg
Semmive legyen, hulljon szet
Ha elarulsz engem
Ismerd meg azt a kint
Mikor senki nincs mar veled
Akikben biztal, ellened mind
Nem adtal, ne is kerj kegyelmet
Mindened, miben hittel meg
Semmive legyen, hulljon szet
Ha elarulsz engem
Hazudj csak, hogy sohase' feltel
Ismerlek, tudom, mennyit birsz el
Vigyazz jol, ez gyilkos jatek
Sebet te is kaphatsz konnyen
Mindened, miben hittel meg
Semmive legyen, hulljon szet
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