In a tranquil place of no return
I stand in a mist of shadows
White eyes burning
From the corner and a few
Who say their law demands understanding
Colours and air
Must be here somewhere
And we look in a glance
At a mirror
But nothing is alive
And the strength subsides
And all soul departures
Above us the sun
Below us the sea
Do You cope with
What is to be understood
That the hells collide
deep within fires
We break her
We broke her
Who is the winner?
Track Name: Machine #5
What You gonna do with Your silly machines?
Make them into persons who can be what I cant be.
Bend them in the autumn and throw away my child.
Be for them forgotten, like the humans in my mind.
What You gonna do about the drug abuse?
By some cigarettes and throw away my booze.
Be another citizen on another plane.
Be someone in agony – naked, canvas, rain.
What you gonna do when Your time runs out?
I'll fly on the hillside, and wait till morning comes.
When I see the sunrise, it'll be my final run.
I'm fed up with all this darkness, and the vultures in my brain.
I only wish for sanctity – They are pretty – Who's to blame.
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