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G.O.K.S.
04:58
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2. |
Danish Carousel
05:33
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A smooth red flashing lightning
Right into your eyes’ sea
Melting the freeze of the cold ice surface
Right into the blooming green
Touch the clouds of the soft sky breathing
Hold them tight to get a grip
Don’t be late for the holy meeting
Then laughing air will greet
Your fooling dream
Step into the flying castle
Made of flying balloon stones
Be careful with the stairs beneath you
Don’t you break your bones
For the ones who are waiting
The hourglass is set
You aren’t late for the holy meeting
Now applause you get
Drink, eat, enjoy the pleasures
That the ceremony has to give
Lust and hunger will be fed
What a life it is to live
Blind and deaf, enter, exit
Up and down and left and right
You aren’t late for the holy meeting
She has left tonight
Your fooling dream
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3. |
Interlude
01:09
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4. |
A Conversation
07:35
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Sunflower seeds tearing me up
Need to put some honey on my lips
Troubled old friend, fire tornados inside
Sends me some of his fiery lines
Hey what you’re doing out in this world tonight
Tell me about your stories, about your worries ‘cause we are twins
Tell me about your stories about your worries ‘cause there are hints
There’s nothing in this world that you can’t say
And I can clearly see what you try to play
Cats’ hair on my trousers and the day is done
Day of the twins and I’m the only one
Maternal fears spin the ravaged son
You dry the air and cure my moulding lungs
Time is up, still two hours to go
A piece of information I don’t want to know
The pills work too fast, I’m going too slow
Sitting exercises they deform my bones
I’m high
I hide
I’m blind
Break the silence make my day, I’m sick and tired in my lonely way
Break the silence make my day, I’m sick and tired in my lonely way
All those things don’t have to be what they seem to be
And you don’t really know what you mean to me
He’s sitting on a star playing his guitar wondering how nice it is to be above
He’s sitting on a star playing his guitar, can you tell me what rhymes with ‘to be above’
Familiar scent it all inhales my mind
Seems so strange you’re not the present kind
My mind rhymes my thoughts automatically
Filth in my veins that’s what it’s got to be
I’m growing old but not intentionally
By throwing myself into mysteries
So what is there and what is left to say
The same old line true to my own dismay
I’m sick and tired in my lonely way
Sick and tired in my lonely way
I’m high
I hide
I’m blind
Familiar scent it all inhales my mind
Seems so strange you’re not the present kind
And all those things don’t have to be what they seem to be
And you don’t really know what you mean to me
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5. |
Blank Verse
06:14
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Memories gleaming too bright
Taking the chance out of sight
It feels like burning inside
The fire of one thousand eyes
Diving in one thousand smiles
Laughing through one thousand miles
Who is it, was it, will be
I talk to you and to me
Concerning us in between
Knowing that there is no path
Between the truth and the past
But we are smiling at last
Walls as red as wine
It won’t end that fine
Right now it’s hard to cry
But still we choose the same old way
Day in, day out, insane
I’ve nothing more to say
Who knows what now to say
To which god now it’s to pray
The choice ain’t easy today
Time has so endless to be
Horizons endless to see
Endless can’t go endlessly
Thinking too much to care
Thinking too little to swear
So then there’s less we can share
Without a face we will go
And where we’ll go we don’t know
Only the future can show
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6. |
Barefoot
06:24
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I have seen the sun of love blur right before my eyes
Cyrillic signs and liquor kisses broke our sacred ties
Sizzling grease and frozen mojo in between two lives
Rolling west through mud and concrete, forming truth from lies
Sit and wait in empty rooms, filled with silent sounds
Frown upon the missing time that everybody owns
Waste my time on dark red digits, waste my life on gold
To kiss the queen of pain goodbye when destinies are sold
And here I stand
Barefoot in the snow
Where my best friend taught me
How to punch in an eye
Yeah here I stand
Barefoot in the snow
Where chaos taught me
How to–
A wise man once said, tears of pain and pleasure taste the same
But babe, your fist hurt more and more until I quit this game
I fought you off and fled the scene ‘fore I could hit the ground
Sweetness missing in my head, my heart and all around
And here I stand
Barefoot on the road
Where my best friend taught me
How to end this life
Yeah here I stand
Barefoot on the road
Where chaos taught me
How to end this life
I have seen the night of love turn into brightest day
The sun arose and cast her rays onto my winding way
I have learned to run barefoot without burning my feet
And now I hope this winding road won’t lead me back to thee
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7. |
Love Letter
05:23
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Love letter please spread your wings and fly to her
Tell my little girl of all my love
I’m not wrong, not right
But don’t you dare to try to get lost
Stay true to your way and you will save her day
Protect her as long as I’m not there
Make her face a smile
And hug her for a while
Send her a million kisses of mine
Love letter please listen to her whispering call
Through hurricanes and storms break through and pass it all
I’m not wrong, not right
But don’t you dare to try to get lost
Be her lullaby at night, she will be sleeping tight
Keep her warm in dark, cold and windy nights
Make her face a smile
And hug her for a while
Send her a million kisses of mine
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8. |
Room 15
11:48
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My demons are calling me
My demons, caressing me
They’re sitting in my room
They’re poisoning my mind
I need my shining light to leave those demons behind
The demons came through my door, calling
The demons are on my floor, crawling
Covering my ceiling in blood
Dressing my corners in mud
Turning my cave into hell
They want to burn me tonight
The words they say are crushing me
The words they say are disgusting me
They’re whispering gall into my ears
They’re building a labyrinth of fears
Quenching their thirst with my tears
And drying me out to my bones
My eyes are numb so now I’m going blind
Colours in vain, there’s no day or night
And I’m ashamed of the nature of my name
I’m the one who has sinned and I’m the only one who’s to blame
I need to find my angel or they will eat my soul
I need to find my angel… they will lick my bones
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Impromptu Porta Westfalica, Germany
Wladi T. - guitar
Clemens K. - drums, vocals
Matze S. - bass, vocals
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