VIOLENT YELLOW
Everything is neutral now,
it came and went to end somehow
Baby skin all swollen up
The me´s I´ve had are taking spins yeah
Sick of it now, are you sick of it now
that the die is cast and you´ve won at last?
Closer somehow, are we closer somehow,
now we´re torn and frayed, neutered and spayed?
Oh my, how come?
You´ve wanted this since you were innocent and young
and now the time has come
but you´re still on the run
And please, oh please
don´t let this be another part of my disease
It´s tough to find that ease, when you´re stuck ...
in violent yellow
Left-hand paths, self-righteous words
can never tell what I´ve just heard
So comfort me with your hybrid arms,
just stay a bit till dawn attacks yea
Sick of it now, are you sick of it now
that the die is cast and you´ve won at last?
Closer somehow, are we closer somehow,
now we´re torn and frayed, neutered and spayed?
Oh my, how come?
You´ve wanted this since you were innocent and young
and now the time has come but you´re still on the run
And please, oh please,
don´t let this be another part of my disease
It´s tough to find that ease, when you´re stuck, oh man you´re stuck ...
And yet maybe I could have pulled myself out of this one way track
but something always lacks, when you´re stuck ...
in violent yellow
ZAMPANO
All of the kids we once caught in the rye became bankers and lawyers in the end
All of them have been ransomed as the firstfruits of our own race,
have been ransomed for god and the lamb
I´ve walked mysterious paths, oh so mysterious paths,
but the worst things have not yet been said,
I said, the worst things have not yet been said ...
So come on
Dissect me
Perform your tricks on me
Take from me all you need,
Lady of Shalott
cuz the mirrors cracked
It´ll always feel like a wound too deep to heal
So come on
Dissect me,
Lady of Shalott,
cuz the mirrors cracked
All of the kids we once caught in the rye became bankers and lawyers in the end
All of them have been ransomed as the firstfruits of our own race,
have been ransomed for god and the lamb
And so nothing´s precise,
nothing´s ever precise
and if they´re right, then your beauty brings demise
and if they´re right, then your beauty brings demise
So come on
Dissect me
Perform your tricks on me
Take from me all you need,
Lady Ferocia,
I´m never gonna cringe or smile again
outside of your window pane
I´ll never ever try in vain,
Lady Ferocia
I´m never gonna cringe again ...
BALLAD ABOUT THE CRANES
It took me years to find you
Too long for a tumbling man to bear
Ma chère, the future lies behind you
The playgrounds and good old laissez-faires
The day shall come when we will rise above them
to fly in shadows of October mists
And whom we left forever on the ground
will gaze upon us and wonder what they missed
The beauty here is deadly
I read it somewhere in a lousy script
Sometimes we lean forward too madly
I wish you could have been there when I slipped
The day shall come when we will rise above them
to fly in shadows of October mists
And whom we left forever on the ground
will gaze upon us and regret what they did
It´s strange how you act kinda funny
as if once all things took a turn
Come, find me drenched in milk and honey
and we´ll send out sparks till we burn
SLUMBER
Down there below the trumpets blow
To endless misery
It seems like I´m stuck in a swamp I know
Since I have grown
In endless misery, where everything is tired and fine
Yea it´s fine
Away from neon shine
This destiny is mine
Yea it´s mine
It always has been mine and it always will be
Don´t
Drag
Me away
From the warmest place of all
The place of childhood songs
How I despise them
I
Defy
Deny
I don´t owe them anything
See, the prophets come to sing
Of endless misery ...
The thief is caught
The crowd applauds
To endless misery
It sneeks up like a tiger from behind a tree,
Waving its leaves
To joy and tragedy
We´re all in this together, can´t you see?
Can´t you see?
The ghost I haunt is me
There´s no need to be shy
Don´t be shy
See, your wounds are mine
See, your wounds are ...
Mine
And I
Deny
I don´t owe them anything
See, the bells begin to ring
How I despise them
Don´t
Drag
Me Away
From the warmest place of all
The place of childhood songs
In endless misery ...
See
Can´t you see?
The ghost I haunt is me
There´s no need to be shy
Don´t be shy
See, your wounds are mine
See, your wounds are mine
DOT ME
Suck it in and spit it out
We´re Polaroid-framed heirs of doubt
Let´s lose our minds, let bubbles last
Take one last breath till times collpase
Don´t let them in
Don´t let them in
Their glassy eyes pierce through my skin
Don´t let them in
Don´t let them in
I promise, I will try to sustain sanity
Good old sanity ...
Please help me wash this odd smell off
It´s just one of those whooping coughs
I´ll come unarmed, I´ll slowly wrap
The tracks of your love on my back
We talk in riddles all the time,
create landscapes of love and chime
Let´s make things unclear from the start
We kiss so softly, hit so hard
It´s not enough, it´s not enough
The guideline´s never been so tough
It´s not enough, it´s not enough
to turn my head ...
Now what´s that all about?
One day I will be under nothing´s spell ...
DANIEL AND THE LIONS
Sweetest friend, oh sweetest friend, have you heard the news?
Heaven sends its symbols of disease
I was there, yea I was there when they cut them loose,
They´re gonna break the walls,
They´ll come in hordes
Oh and when the lions dance
At the king´s last command
We´ll be turning, turning, turning, turning black
Oh and when the locusts spread
Over our sacred lands
We´ll be turning, turning, turning, turning black
Paste a bit, paste another bit, create something new
This is not an answer nor the truth
Move along, let´s move along to the final clue
We´re gonna break the vow
We´ll come in halves
Oh and when the lions dance
At the king´s last command
We´ll be turning, turning, turning, turning black
Oh and when the locusts spread
Over our sacred lands
We´ll be turning, turning, turning, turning black
Oh you and I are bound
From triumph to perdition
Oh you and I are bound
from mastery to submission
Ab ovo ad mala
Ab ovo ad mala
BATTY STREET LODGER
Oh, it´s all fine
No, it´s a curse
But it´s always been mine
Since the birth of the universe
Stroke these tired hands
Oh, what a rush to be diving in your eyes
The last cave of gravity ...
Go on
You´re fun
You´re so fun
I wish you would have been there
All the times
When I was young
When I really should have been consequent
And slowly choosing the right options
Taking smaller amounts
Avoiding open fires
Now the recipe´s lost
The recipe starved us
WIth smaller amounts
So nothing would slip from our reach
Oh, it´s all fine
No, it´s a curse
But it´s always been mine
Since the birth of the universe
Stroke these weary hands
Beware of the history they bear
Oh, all the kidneys they sucker-punched!
I´m just a silly boy
A silly boy with giant demands
Just a silly boy
A silly boy with silly boy plans
So storm the palais!
Route the brigades!
Tell ´em I won´t back down ...
until they drop that stump blade on me!
DARK WAS THE NIGHT
Dark was the night when we peeled ourselves down to the bone
And what we found, when it all turned out wrong
Was the root of our sorrows
Dark was the night when we screamed till our lungs were all dry
We sowed the wind and reaped the whirl-wind
Like there was no tomorrow
I, me and mine
The bitter crops and the acrd wine
We, us and ours
To the sweet, tasteless and the sour
Dark was the night when we pressed pillows unto our mouths
We pushed so hard that our eyeballs came out
And our cheeks were all hollow
Dark was the night when we had followed the sun all day long
We made out to our favourite song
Like there was no tomorrow
I´ve had it all
The rise of dusk is the singer´s fall
On my again
To the Euphrates and Tigris land
Dark was the night when we pressed pillows unto our mouths
We pushed so hard that our eyeballs came out
And our cheeks were all hollow
Dark was the night when we screamed till our lungs were all dry
We sowed the wind and reaped the whirl-wind
Like there was no tomorrow
Like there was no tomorrow
HEDONIC TREADMILL
Black out
The ghouls are prevailing
Scratch, shout
Tear the hair from your head
I was so wrong
My eyes are misleading
Yea, I was so wrong
I just cannot blink enough
Rise, kids, and quarter your parents
Quick, kids, are you listening to me?
Cuz it´s so cold, our future seemed golden
Yea, it´s so cold, our future seemed golden
once
And as the old folks would say
The quest never ends
There´s an eye for an eye and a hug for a dropkick
And a why is a why
And it never leaves us alone, pretty one
What´s that worth after all?
And now it seems like I´m able
to portray everything I´ve desired
But I´m spellbound
The words are passing through me
Yea, I´m spellbound
I´m only the messenger
So rise, kids, and quarter your parents
Quick, kids, are you listening to me?
Cuz it´s so cold, our future seemed golden
Yea, it´s so cold, are you listening, are you listening
word for word?
And in the end we will be
where the bugs and spiders hide all forlorn
in the gaps between us
And we´ll all sing along
to a song we´ve never learned, pretty one
Was it worth that at all?
You don´t look anxious no more
More like one of those sad clowns
on cheesy pictures on Bourgeois walls
Your eyes are open now,
red by the insight
into how it was
and how it´s going to be
SORE MOON
I must be mad to reach out
for something so pure and divine
I mean, I´ve tried
I have broken my spine
But the names I gave you all escaped my mind
My twisted mind
They escaped my mind
They escaped my mind
But you
You still pass by
I can hear you
Your steps echo in from outside
I´m not that kind
I only own what I find
I´ve seen the panets and the sun collide
But I can´t bear your site
I can´t bear your site
NIHILISTIC ITCHING
crrrghh grrmmppf woahh
BROOMSTICK JESUS (2013)
If you want me to rise,
I´d surely stretch my limits for you
I will
I will
Bear our own paradise,
where reason´s just the reverse of truth
I will
I will
Freeze in the very state of the moment you desire me most
So don´t
So don´t
Promise me times of gold, when all I want is crawl back into
the sadness between your thighs
Now there´s nothing here
All is said and yet
There´s a thousand words
stuck in my throat
And I guess, you´re right
I´m silly again
Like I always act
when things break ...
Kiss me, I´m borderline
I could wake for 20 hours a day
I could
I could
Chase all of you fears away
and crush all of your enemies´ bones
If you only asked me
But brave ideas demand brave people
and we´re not cut from that cloth
And so lately, what we once shared
has just become the next cut
And still
I can never change
what´s been said today
Knew, you couldn´t cope
but I
said it anyway
Knew, I shouldn´t have
but it was what I felt
Just the truth
about how I cannot breathe
when I´m close to you
And how you complete me ...
but I don´t you
Boy, shut up and cut the drama
Oh boy
Oh poor boy
Boy, now won´t you cut the drama
Oh boy
Oh poor boy
Boy, shut up and cut the drama
Oh boy
Oh poor, poor boy