"Thoughts on Living"
01. Bloody Rain
I can´t go on.
Who want to be sad hero
in dying reality?
The spectres of war
talking to me in dreamless nights.
Who damned this land?
We rose from the dead
when we fought for our freedom
now we are get blind with greed.
I can´t go on.
When seeing the masses of slaves
Which waiting for their end.
Just empty words I heard at that time:
Love, freedom and understanding, it´s for crying.
I crossed thousand rivers and sufferer was my friend.
I´ve found the Promises Land
but I´m afraid of tomorrows.
I´m standing in the rain
on the dawn of the end
in the bloody rain.
Intolerance, it´s our fate.
I can´t feel only bloody rain.
Where God is and where I am?
02. Devil´s Child
Envoys of the death, they´re never looking for sincerity
but a river of time, she knows me, my past.
I had been looking for any reason for such a long time.
I have lost myself in the world of false dreams.
You´ve lost the sweetness of your home
you are a devil´s child
only suffering and pain.
Your soul is imprisoned in eternal fire of the fear
your blood is pouring from your veins.
Such a cruel illness came to you
without love and emotions.
Infernal is your life and you´re displaying an agony of death.
Thunders of wrath in your head.
An emptiness and sorrow, I can feel them every day
I want to die and you know that.
A needle and heroin, I need it, I need to die.
The blindness of the days is putting me into a sleep,
tell me why?
Your sun is black and cold shadows are hiding the scars.
You can´t remember anything, euphoria then dark.
This is you end.
03. Dance On Grave
Free fallings of the desires of the evil are circling in my dreams
but vanity in the heart, just a shade in the heart.
I can hear tender steps dancing in the loneliness of the silence
last dance sounds above me again.
At my grave - now silence as a drug
you can´t follow me, may not yet, not now!
I was sinking down like the picture of your hurt soul.
I wonna die for you, couldn´t give more.
Why can I hear tender steps, dancing in captivity of silence
last dance sounds above me again.
When the cold goes through lightless bodies are going to sleep
I´m becoming extinct.
Evil´s dreams, where I was looking with love for our shade.
Why did you leave, I know madness now, the smoke has remained.
Abandoned, damned love, I had to have.
Dancing on my grave, why did you lost a needful faith.
Standing an my side, nobody hearin´ your silent cry.
04. The Ascension
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05. Voices Of the Unborn
Scary smoke, bloody road
damned seconds, seconds for the dead.
You´re sleeping, yet living for your hope
while others have already reached their coasts...
From there they can´t escape to God, face to face,
tears of the unborn spoil your dreamless rest.
I can see only lost hope in your eyes,
strong wind´s bending the tree branches and your mind.
Around, all around is about to live, you keep your empty face
prejudice and hypocrisy, can´t be forgotten.
You are listening to the voices of the unborn.
Voices of the unborn inside youself.
06. Thoughts On Living
In bad times when growing weak with age
a sickness torments the body.
Everyone has damned his God to hell
the most important thing is to live.
Knowledge, even when cruel, can´t be hidden, thoughts hurt.
Thoughts on a short life, love and salvation.
Sad souls are walking through the darkness with their suffering
bad visions from ancient times about our extinction.
I, sentenced to waiting, am wading in the puddles of tears.
How many times did I see the streams of tears,
when people cried for those whom they had loved.
Cruel truth, can´t be changed, we might be mad,
life means dying from it´s beginning.
Cold feelings, when death´s coming - we´ve been forgotten.
Fragile hearts refuse joy - we´ve been sentenced.
Sad souls...
Reprieve, reprieve.
07. One Last Wish
She will never know her destination
she´s on the run from a fatal crime.
In a darkened room spending her last minutes
in this hospital, where the dreams don´t exist.
A ray of hope, they are leaving you
and every lover is a nightmare.
Many times you loved with passion,
where the joy ends - there´s illness and woe.
One last wish
it´s to kill the pain.
You can´t be lost in prayers.
One last wish
it´s to find the saviour
a needle with the touch of death.
One last wish
it´s the same as always
don´t inspire grief.
Hatred and sadness watch your fate,
you´ve destroyed other lives.
In a whisper you say: „I want euthanasia“.
Hatred and sadness, like so many times.
08. Desires Of the Abandoned
The lost faith withers
in the depth of the soul.
No more time for love
it sets with the sun.
The lost youth
each day follows the last.
Beauty is fading
but stays in the hearts of the weary...
Stop so I can hear that quiet cry,
thoughts are drowning in desires
of the devil´s dreams, the devil´s dreams.
Having the knowledge, you pass through good and evil,
when the word wounds, the looks of dead days.
I try to take the suffering of past loves from paradise.
A blasphemy - I walk through the dark
knowing your shade - to live with just a game.
A fervour´s burning - my desire
be yourself - grief threathens my innocence,
coming closer a miseable world.
09. Pictures From Paradise
I´m walking in my paradise
the charming pictures, all around.
I was choking in the fire of this violent world,
blind loves passed through my pain.
Sacred light still watching my soul
empty heart, empty heart.
Confused games buried our bodies
in the river of flames, forever in flames.
These struggles for free lands
detected human simplicity.
And the spirits of neverending wars
they remain like pictures in my paradise.
Sacred light...
Remains of bones, they were my friends,
who´s praying for lost souls, it´s imprisonment.
10. Euthanasia
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