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Agony, I Like
Insanity, that keeps me cold
Bodlerize my stomach
Nothing, that keeps you hold
Hire on you, gime this break
I like to kill, I like to kill
The agony, the agony, the agony
I was on fire, so on fire
After the war
The agony, the agony, the agony
One more headache
Damaged in my brain
One more headache
Damaged in my brain
The wrecked machinery
The wrecked machinery
I like to kill, I like to kill
"... der meine Seele durchdringt!!"
The agony, I like |
Dreams Take Blind Souls
Dreams of some hand - emotions
Down in tears of some lyrics
Laughin' about nothing - nothing to laugh
Satin covered my refired heart
There are corners - there is light
Truth, an attempt in vain
Rooms of monstrous emotions
Damn nights of absolutely deafness
Dancin' with murderers
Dreams take blind souls
Dancin' with murderers
In your white rooms
Captured by the fascination
Dreams like whispers in the wind
Eyes of blinding dreams
Dreams like passport of sickness
Collapsed by nightly circumstances
Silence of a thousand colours
On my walk through tired eyes
Ashes on my mouth - shut
When will the morning come
Staying close to the wall
Laughin' at the wrong time
My memories so far away
In this desert
Don't listen, only questions
The suicide in my suitcase
So easy when you're in vacuum
So walk - don't walk talk - don't talk |
Nirvana
Ich beschreite dunkle stufen
Die den weg zum himmel hinauf nicht finden
Euer himmel hat nie existiert
Ein fall, die leere, jedoch
Die ganze welt ist ein reines nichts
Ihr seid schon tot geboren
Ich habe mich erhaengt und lebe doch
Eurem gott bin ich niemals begegnet
Nicht auf meinem weg, niemals begegnet
Der preis ist zu hoch um mich zu kaufen
Ein ort des nichts ist euer himmel
Eine entgleisung, die ihre wege nimmt
Ihr seid von anfang an verloren
Ein treibhaus in dem du erfrierst
Die waerme meines herzens
Ihr habt ihn verraten, den schoepfer
Und meine liebe zu ihm verklang
Ich habe mich doch getoetet
Meine augen sehen das wunderbare
Was dunstgetraenkte niemals sehen |
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Paint It Black
I see a red door and I want it painted black,
No colours anymore I want them to turn black.
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes,
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.
I see a line of cars and they're all painted black,
With flowers and my love, both never to come back.
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away,
Like a newborn baby it just happens every day.
I look inside my self and see my heart is black,
I see my red door and it's happy painted black.
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts,
It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black.
If I look hard enough into the setting sun,
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes.
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper bleed,
I could not forsee this thing happening to you.
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes,
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.
Paint it, paint it, paint it black. |
San Diego (The Tragical)
Watchin' the wheel as it
Turned down the hill, like you
Turned me down into my
Self-destiny, every kiss means
Pain, pain and secrets to me
Is it permanance that love
Shattered pride?
San diego was a mistake
The sun burns into my face
At six o'clock I awake
Step into this endless race
A man stands there lovely on
The fiels and a rabbit trapped
In the lime light like I walked
Straight into your zombie machine
The rain refreshed the air, like
My old tears reborn on my cheek
Is it permanance that love
Shattered pride?
My hands could touch the sky
A fence, a wall I couldn't walk
Through the door to your
Killing touch, it could be all
Catch in green grass + isolation
San diego nights - remember |
Seventh Culture, the Awakening
"Pur soul is mine forever"
"Don't try to stand the sin"
"Woman, behold thy son;
Woman, behold thy mother"
"Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run
Awake of your dull stoth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice
Reedem thy mis-spent time that's past
And like this day as if thy last
Improve thy talent with due-care
For the great day thyself prepare
Let all they converse be sincere
Thy conscience as the noon-day clear
Think how all - seeing god thy ways
And all they secret thoughts surveys
Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart
And with the angels tear'em apart
Who all night long unwearied sing
High praise to the eternal lord""Dying forever
Your soul is mine
Dying forever
I am your messiah" |