April
30 May 2007
Maschine Zeit
Der Mensch als Traum - nicht Wirklichkeit
Gedankengnge kontrolliert
Das Du im Ich in Raum und Zeit:
Gefhle noch einmal installiert
Dekaden voll Abnormitt
Verstand, ein Feind des Ichs
Die Ewigkeit ein dunkler Feck
Dein Herz zerfllt fr mich
Wohin fhrt uns dieser Krieg
Voll Schmach und Grausmamkeit
Selbstverachtung ein Leben weit
Gefangen in Maschine Zeit
Dies is der Preis fr Ehrlichkeit
Pein - die Wunde der Vergangenheit
Falsche Moral, kein Ideal
Das Zeichen des Greuels in Wort und Tat
In some days you'll be alone
Have to manage all on your own
It's the time when your parents are dead
your friends are done and you feel upset
The days are grey and the nights are dark
So everyt
they are stalking to the shore line
and waiting for their prey
there in the endless night
where it never will be day
this is their home a secret place
where they sneak - sneak around
a place b
they all emerged one by one
hoping for freddom but there is none
see the men in uniform
they send you out to fight the storm
look up in the charcoal sky
want to see the sun before you die
so p
Walking through a dirty rubbish-dump
They used to call it green wood
Breathing cold, polluted air
Acid rain devours trees bare
A tramp dies in an alley
A young man rapes a girl
Children are born
Date of expiration
A disease you cannot cure
Its our destination
No delays anymore
Great expectations
But the end is so near
A strange iteration
And soon it starts again
Did you ever smell
They are watching you from far away
everything is under thier control
you can run but you can't hide
in this very little world
so you better leave this place
looking for a better world
without
The circle of death and birth
Is the power of heaven and earth
You died old and weak
Later you play hide and seek
The power of the circle
Will determinate your fate
Reincarnation's gonna get y
The body count will be masive
Much worse than Oklahoma
Hard times for the experts
Messes like this mean lots of work
Burnt beyond recognition
ID's they get from DNA
And everybody will still wo
Now the race is on the run
I am looking out for you
I'll catch you in the woods
And kill you if we meet
Come on play the game
And fight for life
This is the game
Where I will survive
I see
Hoist The Colours
The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones.
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will well roam.
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist
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