the deconstructionist

Day by day I’m losing sight
Awaiting the moment I’ll be blind
The fears that made me human
Only fractured senses craving inbound
Sparks in a desintegrating arc

In these tiny rooms I caved in
The space inside me
A Kafka-esque villian
With steps that soar
And doors that pore
Into cipher

Day by day I’m losing sight
Awaiting the moment I’ll be blind
The fears that made me human
Only fractured senses craving inbound
Sparks in a desintegrating arc

Ties are loosening
Fingerprints, my only offspring
No feelings left behind
Words couldn’t express what was on my mind

Vanish
Vanish
Vanish
Vanish

From conscience to conscience
We swept upon eachother
Beyond boundaries of possibillites
Creating history

As we sought you out
All we’ve found was sand in our hands
And infinity above our deathbeds
Piercing the endless darkness with Apollos arrowheads

For the longest time tracing back the snow into the clouds
Where war is waiting to be found
Tell me I’ve learned
I do better
I’ve learned
I do better
But hunger is stronger
And the dread of comfort wants to conquer
A self-serving monger

Ideals are dead
Fetish will flourish
Until next time we pick up our heads
Out of the current
Now we’ve learned
We’ll do better
We’ve learned
We’ll do better
Whatever is better
Whatever is better

They did not abandon us
We got rid of them
Let the age of humans begin

nu politics

Peace is the new war
Freedom is the new imprisonment
Allies are our new enemies
Helping is hurting
And words our nuclear weaponary

Life the new currency
Privacy is not your property
Politics is the new industry
And news are the fossil to the fuel of this machine

Snatch the last bits you can get
I have a different skin color yes
But at the end of the days we will have the same class
Share the same sweat
When the clouds have become tear-gas

serpenthood

If I can’t be your servant
We’ll forever be chasing serpents

Unintelligable, I rather loathe six feet under
Going down your throat, living in your bowel
Then have my skull cracked asunder
Have your skin as a towel
For my tears to be the rain to your thunder

If I can’t be your servant
We’ll forever be chasing serpents

I know how it all came to be
A self fulfilling prophecy
When we first met I told you
„There will be a hug that breaks our necks“
Good riddance, the ticking distance
Is all it came to be

If I can’t be your servant
I’ll rather be inadvertant
The most zealous of serpents
The most zealous of serpents

only one korea

Crime and punishment
Curse the poor
The better days will make us hold our heads up
For those who come after us

A new breed
A new tribe
We will see what we come to make up
When we’ve burned the last temple of Karnak

Only one Korea
If we drawed a line
Who will be the first to cross?
Only one Korea
For those who dare
To forget the sign of the times

Won’t you come and look what I made for you?

the comedown

I wish your mother breastfed you malice
Instead of dignity
So you wouldn’t be as healthy
When our 4heads meet
So I could drop my last bit of chaos
On your soda sweet teeth

Your perfect circles
Have an apple shaped sign
Maybe I throw your name up
When my depression declines
I want your body to be as sick as mine

If I was your dad
I would’ve made goddamn sure you become brat
With a classic beat called „Trouser Belt Dropdead“
So when you hear this sound
You’ll be remembered of your lowliness

Your perfect circles
Have an apple shaped sign
Maybe I throw your name up
When my depression declines
I want your body to be as sick as mine

Sometimes I wished you would catch my cold
But without the snot, without the choke
If you want to be Jesus I’ll lovingly be your Jude

They won’t have our pumpguns

We’re the dreaming kids
Of mutual bites and bits
Our purgatory is the urban fringe
Where our conscience can’t be singed
Only our minds stay in clinch with our sins

Where to go?
If home is a whole?
What to do?
If you can’t pursue?
The world is what passed me through and through

Take note
This bullshit ain’t makes you a better person
It just prevents you from becoming a lich
Under the hands of Sokrates, every thought seems out of place

We’re lost in paradise
Evenfall has tricked our senses
We’re lost in paradise
For breakfast we eat our cancers, relentless
We’re lost in paradise

I’ve lost touch with reality
And the truth is I don’t believe in morality
Nothing is true, everything is allowed
I exist to doubt

Born in sin
I gave up diggin for wonders under this tender Skin
Everything is nothing, but nothing isn’t everything

God only left a tired grin

Symphony of Agriope

Once upon a time
I found a tiny light
Gracefull touch to a lonely kind
Unknown I was bound to a failed attempt of life
I tried to forgive, a young soul embracing the depth
A closet full of skeletons, an incosistent mass

Oh dear I tried my best
Please believe me I tried my best

Giving my nights, my prays and my days
I couldn’t find a way to heal your ache
It hurts to see the maze
Around your heartshaped case
But I couldn’t find a way to heal your ache

How dare I fail to the promises we’ve made?

So I let you run away
In hope you might find your place
A better one
Far from the maze, engufling your heartshaped case

And I know you are suffering in the distance
The nymph sing your symphony in the tree
What is wrong, what is right?
Maybe there was no perfect way to find

But I do not assume to exchange your piece of heart with another kind
You have your place in mine
You have your place in mine

Surrounded by overfloating islands,
Fear shrinked mountains into silence