TV show

The only way
that one would know
was if my life
was a tv show

A burden or curse
I gather its my first
to speak no other verse
for one's ear I thirst

One to understand
to share, to be a pal
One to hold my hand
to never fear or stall

The only way
that one would know
was if my life
was a tv show

Premature

Is there a chance to take, a choice, a path to follow?

Please darling, stay awake and avoid tomorrow

I'm comming back, I'm there, I'm on my way

It weights me down like a promise of false hope

like the feeling that you get after a sweet dream ends

as a notion of rain drops on my hair, velvet clouds

If I could stand above this world

I'd make this dream rip out the lie

my heart's too small to contain joy

it bubbles out in steams of tears

I loved you once and I love you still

I'll sing a song for a call as I rise and fall

I love you still, I always will

Bitch

If the bitch's mask at some point cracks
her rotten joy won't live for long
If the bitch's heart at some point breaks
it won't be from love but for the lust of a fuck

The faceless gods do have eyes and see
and sickness and corruption and rot they bring
and mortals ask why do you punish me, why do you pursue me?
And since they take their silence for gold
they keep doing the same thing over and over again

Goodnight asshole
your life was fun

Sick on the flesh, rotten on the soul
I walk, its night now, towards the dawn
Five to one is worth the offer
give nothing but always borrow

Where's your values, the problem and the sorrow
tomorrow again, I'll lay on a fake warm embrace
smiling does the stupid man's daughter awake
and a lover she becomes at the eyes of a stranger

Goodnight asshole
your life was fun

Next one, as lucky as you may now feel
and previous one as desperate as you may now be
know that she's happy but not for long (she always mourns)
noone want's to talk to her
all she's looking for is a fuck

Goodnight assholes, at night she came
and you now feel involved. Remember
let her suck the life out of you
she always feeds on the blood of others
for the rotten one has no soul
it's pictured in his eyes
in the void and indifferent smile
at the shallow and meaningless way of thinking
at his fake and liable ambitions
in that he's scared of the truth
in that he lives in a lie
in the way he loves and hate
mostly and always himself

The Gap

Mind the Gap between
the brain and masturbation

I seek questions
to breathe out the answers in me
The beast's voice
reaches out
sometimes in whispers
sometimes in screams
it storms through the cracks.
May these walls protect our souls from their false gods

Formulating ideas in groups
our society reaches its limits
we crave for differentiality
yet we copy and adopt anything original

There we stand
so indifferent to act
so desperate to fail
to prove ourselves wrong
all alike in floks we group
and in pulse-like erruptions of emotion
we sink in the oceans of blue and doubt

Mind the Gap son,
between your brain and masturbation

The Fool

Caught me by surprize
this devil in disguise
I thought I understood
but I was just a fool

Dreams that live when I'm still awake
loving ghosts in the shade of the snake
smuggling eyes that melt in tears of blue
and all that I dream of is this fool dying for you



In the shadows I hide and seek
all those fears that lay in there deep
a chained heart in a childish soul
that loves to hide away and crawl


Dreams that live when I'm still awake
loving ghosts in the shade of the snake
smuggling eyes that melt in tears of blue
and all that I dream of is this fool flying with you

Caught me by surprize
this actor in disguise
I thought I understood
but I was just a fool
but I was just a fool

Love and Lust

I looked into your eyes and saw
The definition of beauty and amazement
Then goddess of love struck me with an arrow
And that made my lust greater... What astonishment...

Oh Angel of my dreams
Angel of the seven seas
meet me at that place
where Angels come to Earth
to love the mortals

Make me immortal like yourself
Feel my blood's temper
and my heart's illustrious will

I want you now more than ever
Better have you now than never
Common nobody's watching us...
Get off your divine amour
and share with me your sweet honey labor

Oh can't you see the feeling inside me?
Roam free before me naked...
And then I'll die...
with a smile and a sigh...

The black hole sucks the still water
but bloody rain falls from the skies
lost track of hour distilled in her thighs
the beast laughed with signs of conquest

And the music unlocks the heaven's door
the angel army marches down to shore
the beast to fight and end this war
there's no victory for men only deaths roar

Breath deep, huff and puff
Never understand life’s stuff
Uncouth language for you my boy,
No tapes or games,
No mini-ball and dances around fire

Gonna save the whole world!

You are the prologue of every poem I write
the main part of every passage I conceive
and the epilogue of my life's epic...

Follow me...
Let's fly together...
before the rains stops falling
before the sun sets
before the moon comes full
follow me to the skies
above the clouds
above this planet
above the layer of dreams and imagination
way above this moon, past the holy star
in that place there is no name for our nation

I am the king of the mystics
and when I play my harp
muses arrive at our birthplace

The night is drowning near...
I have nothing left to fear
for I am just a guy...
sitting on my chair...
looking out the window...
and I know what's coming...


Shhhhhhhhh...


Don't say...

The city

From this height
the sounds of the city
meld into a dull roar
like a great beast
breathing out fire
from its nostrils

It speaks to me...
But its not telling me
anything I need to hear
until one sound
cuts through
Her voice...

Her voice triggers a response of panic as always:
"Where are you going?"

What have you got

I shot my arrows to the heart of the moon
trying to kill it or conquer it too soon
Tell me baby what you've got
tell me baby do you love me or not

If I try to prove my love to you
to fight the sadness and the madness in you
I'll be lost, oh so lost in this needless war
I'm in pain like you and so much more

If I cry out in anger and dispair
its only because I want you to care
I'm just another captive in your lair
I want more, I want you to care

I shot my arrows to the heart of the sun
trying to prove that you are the only one
Tell me baby what have you got
show me baby if you love me or not
show me baby if you love me or not
showm me baby what have you got

Men in Blue Suits

A kiss is bliss especially when it comes from a former rival.
In secrecy they repeated their oaths as ordered from their master
Darkness completes the light and the light besieges the dark.
The advocate expressed his angst and worries with his terrified look
By-standing women tore their clothes in agony
Lack of concience and consiousness derived from this unexpected experience.

They hide their true faclets in the light
they wear blue suede shoes, and their tieknot is always thick
they take each step expecting to be the center of the attention
they have this extravagant belief to be supreme and above anyone else
their suits are expensive strongly opposed to the poorness of their souls

Every day you offer your blood freely to them
feeding them both physicaly and mentaly
accepting each time your loyatly to a fate you never chose
pretending everything's just fine.

The rivals in life are your own true brothers
in terms of fair-play the winner earns happyness
and the loser the pride of participation.
In the dark shadowy corners of our minds
some of us still hide our true identity even from ourselves

BLS#3

She feels like dieing
seems like love has been found at last
She feels like crying
seems like noone can escape his past

Seems like love gave us up
since there's
noone to stand for us up

Titan Quest Omen

The ancient Ones
Emerge and Run
In chaos' full eruption
An evil band
In every land
Delighting and destruction

What seems shapeless
Formless and faceless
Their Great One is releasing
So to enslave
Both God and Knave
Their sorrows thus increasing

Who is man
To stay the land
Of those the Gods can't better?
And a hero yet
Takes the bet
To break the evil's fetter

Three lights of hope
To help you cope
One south, in sand and wonder
One to the east
Deafeat the beast
And tear their plan asunder

The final light
Will mark the fight
Where you must face your fear
A door ajar
You travel far
And yet you find it near

Quotes

We learn from what hurts us
as much as what loves us.

We depend on others when we're young, to survive
We depend on others when we're old to survive
but when we need them the most and not know it is in between

Once you've learnt how to die
you've learnt how to live

We have to love one another or die

Death ends a life, not a relationship

Have you learned how to say goodbye? I love you...

There was poetry in his death
when 'im dead, you'll talk, and I'll listen...

A friend's Death

Death with unguiformed claws
like a crow dived and
stole you from our world.

Men were like masks in your pocket
friends, hypocrites, where your bullets
one held the gun but many pulled the trigger.

What was it, that that binded you
as tight as your death rope
tighter than death himself?
What innocent thought exaggerated over pain?

Strange it was, as you came you left
Being a part of the race of idiots
being real in a fake world
perhaps made you feel an arid plain

Sweet friend of strange taste
death's choice, a word
darkness, loneliness and mist
the thoughts that haunted you

O Death,
O Dark Pyre

Burn, feed from the pain of this man
If the crows fly westward
this soul is dried out of the body
Like the clouds are dried out of rain

A tensed rope
and the mask cracks and breaks
pieces of humid tears everywhere
Sacred hush
Silence
the end...

"Death is a new birth"
Heraclitus

“Ο θάνατος είναι μια νέα γένεση”
Ηράκλειτος

Waiting...

I welcomed every challange you had to offer
I tackled every problem, surrpassed every fear
I formed alliances with enemies and declared war upon friends
I slept through the day and walked through the night
I wrote tales concerning memories of others
I spoke for the weak and opposed the strong
I fell in love with deathlike creatures and hated life
I cleansed my soul through fire and sipped water from the fountain of knowledge
I pleased the wishes of every Lord I met
I visited the beyonders and played games with their sons
I conquered life and earned death
I, I, I, I...

I did it all for them, and got nothing in return
am I just another human being tossed in the sea of doubt?

I lived like a lion, I'll die like a sheep.
I was raised as a shepherd, I matured as a wolf.

Tasted the forbidden wine
sung songs to holy men
saints of past times
heard the voices of the dead
simplified the meanings of life
to what purpose?

In solitude I placed my fortress
In solitude I stand and whisper reason to the restless
In solitude I found myself and the holy fire
In solitude reason seemed distant, mediocre
In solitude I stand and confirm my presence
I ask nothing,
I dare no one,
I seek nothing,
I await, startled
observing the coming of the Elders.

Just by myself...

Today, on the last hour
At the end of the day
The rise of a new moon lit the night
I will surpass myself
I will dive, proceed to the only place
Where our heavenly fathers
Ordered me not to go.
I will sacrifice it all for this moment
To be free for two minutes,
Amounts to a lifetime of pain.
Time to face our sons and daughters
And tell them in their face:
“I am not responsible for your birth
That wise fuck, up there gave you life
And forced me to understand
You oh child are the essence of my life
You oh son will be the fate of this world
I wish the pyre of your souls
Commits crimes against simplicity
And its ill gotten laws”

Oh brother, haste not fall
It seems they youth is gone
The shepherd's flock is met
In a lepers hand its fate is set
Oh Fate!
Thank the Lords for the new creatures
Your coming this day sounds not
As a remedy to those who sought
Light in darkness to impale
I came forth to proudly stand amongst my brethren
To meet them in death and glory
For the things we meant to do and failed to achieve
Death not ends it; death not touches its flare
It's life that blossoms in this flower's young heart
In solitude he finds the courage
To set foot on this new land
A false land, a fake land, a Land of Dreams
Land of Music
I sacrifice my essence in the alter of silence
Thunders scream my father's name
And I readily, in a steady state
I wash it off, in the name of silence

Notes from W. Blake

Eternals, I hear your call
dictating swift winged words
fearing not, assured.
Beheld your vast Forests
Age on Ages he lay, closed, unknown
brooding, shut in the deep; all void
the terrific adominable chaos
Will you die, O Eternals?
Why live in unquenchable burnings?
Seven deadly Sins of the Soul.
Rage siezed the strong ones.
Book of Brass
An ocean of voidness unfathomable
The Eternal mind bounded to roll
dices of wrath, ceaseless, round
and sulphor forms, urging
settled a lake, bright shinning
white as the snow on the mountains

Cold...

And in a state of dismal woe
two Ears in close volutions
Life as cataracts parred down its cliffs...

The pit

I'm falling back into the pit
as (the) liquid darkness surrounds me
I wonder weather I should swim or let go.

Perhaps this darkness would serve me better...

The older I become
the less people like me
it could be my face
could be my personality

I'm falling back into the black pit
a womb that gave birth to tragedy
A song of salvation that salutes
the mighty ones, the blessed ones.

Those must follow the road of the cowards
to increase the sentiment of general interest
I don't really feel very good right now
I'm falling deeper into the darkness

My eyes turn black
and I become invisible
weather I speak or scream out loud
it still won't matter.
These little humanoids
aren't so weak as they seemed to in the first place.
Their strength lays in numbers

Father, help me!
I can't help hating!

Those who are worse than me
must always be promted forward...

I hate them...

Fathom Fear

A monster, that's what it is
a representative of the modern era
vergin speciments echoing words of random
unreasonable feelings.

Freedom
Love
Hate
Fathom Fear

I trusted God, I shouldn't have done so
Looks like I appeared showing proof of sacrifice.

Desperatly looking for a friend
in shadow-filled rooms, I envelope
m feelings, I feel more like
a closet than a human being

Ink of Tears

Full of tears
that will not fall
from wounds
no doctor can mend

If the Gods
have chosen
that we will survive
there must be a reason.

Oh Lord, let me
have my choice
let me prove myself
I so pledge to you this promise
writing with an Ink of tears

Tired...

I embraced myself
and accepted my heart
where did it lead me to?
Oh Lord, what have I become?
A monster, a loner, ridiculous
I used to be able to dream, to love
now even that seems impossible.
I do not understand what lead me to this
I thought I had a choice, but
it seems that I simply outgrew it
and fed on my own expectations.
I know I'm worth of something better
I wish, I could wish again
I wish, I would dream, feel and love again
I'm tired of hating... I'm sick of it...

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Words hurt, words heal
words are never real
words of rage, words of hate
words that strike loft deals
with the devil, I remember
the faithful agony of lust.

Shadow

Shadow, Shadow on the floor
do you signify my fall?
Shaddow, shadow on the wall
what it takes to beat them all?

In memory...

Oh brother, haste not fall
it seems thy youth is gone
the shepherd’s flock now is met
in a leper's hand deathtime is set

Oh Fate!

Thank thee Lords for the new creatures
your coming this day sounds not
as a remedy to those who sought
light in darkness to impale

I come forth to stand amongst my dead brethren

Love's Hatred

I'm perfect in her arms
as the white light of her blue eyes
shines on my aged and tired head
towards perfection we evolve

What death not ends
is hidden in a woman's womb
and what escapes from life's touch
is a dark present, tribute of man

As when the Lords eradicated our people
some ill-minded madmen constructed pyramids
temples to honour fake kings and queens
The true king is the Land and died with it

And love has been denied
and solitude is a new fortress
for the survivors still
seeking for perfection

In the quest for true love
we discovered something else
As powerful and as pure as love


hatred....

Careful

And she died in his arms
Wearing a happy smile
Wanting to stay alone
Wanting her man leave

Let me stay
Let me be with you

The younger generation whispered
I guess I don’t have a dad
Just the neighbor to care for me

The tears in my eyes
Couldn’t decide
If it’s time to join the centuries
Or stick to the present.
Eternal month,
Together
We last forever

Careful
Careful
Careful babe
You’re gonna cut yourself

She died in his arms
Wearing a happy smile
Left him wishing he was dead
Love buried his heart six feet under
Life then was a coffin and his shallow soul
Chased ghosts in the dark

The tears in my eyes
Can’t hide the pain
I swallow hard and taste
The bitter autumn’s rape

Careful
Careful
You’ll miss your line in life’s theatre

All that you choose to be
All that you hide and dream
All your nightmares and your wishes
All of them can be mine

If you say you love me
One more time
One last time
Say you love me

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Posession and smile gestures
we're all dead and dancing

All I want is...
All I want is...

I want to look down
and see clouds
I want to look up
and see a sun or a moon

Can you see them?
Can you listen to them?
Happy for their fake lives?
Can you see them pretend to themselves?

Questions I'd rather not answer here...

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If my sun and moon betrays me
I will be dead.. for good... for ever
if my stars and comets light out
I will be lost... for good... for ever

Perpetual dreams in a drunken night.
We lived like lions, and died like sheep.

untitled

Each man can be a god,
since each man hides divinity within
all he has to do is just look deep inside
in the depths of both light and darkness
arrogance and forgiveness

Religion is just a way
to transform men into sheep
and moneyworshipers into shepherds.

Untitled

But when the night covers our faces
and we have no need of wearing masks
we show our true face, a face we avoid
when looking at the mirror, a sad and weary face.

The Rise of the Lords

At birth one felt likewalking
towards the sun through life
as if bathing in sexual energy
profusely thanking the Lords.

Then came the night
and the night's champion
penetrated his dreams
and lost the essence of sanity

Walking in the dark
suddenly his hand
went numb, couldn't breathe
and the candle slipped away

A silenced slicing sound
emerged from my heart
and as I dived in sickness
I embraced madness
and escaped

The Lords came again
he now was their champion
marked with the holly snake
he knew, he was invisible

Please the Lords
they inspire your words
they create the laws
and destroy our foes
Please the Lords

The sun now rises
a new dawn, a new day
thank the Lords, my Gods
for this life is measured

The snake gave us new ways of living
it measured us with its rattling tail
its tongue filled with drops of poison
invited us to taste, blood be spilled

Thank thee Lords
for these new Creatures...

Bithin' in Her Sauna

Someone's bitchin' in her sauna.
I know its hot, and gruesome,
but her curses and incantations
will lead to her family's death

As he followed the Lords prophecies
he begun to realize, the weaker the heart
the stronger the bond with the divine
and the essence of reality stands in awe

Absorbing time in years of effort,
placing soft feelings on an oiled surface
a boiled menace-like regard for the unknown
he sat on his butt and brought death presents

Someone's still bitchin in her sauna.
I know its still hot and gruesome,
but the more she curses and the more she lusts
the more I laugh, the more I enjoy

Lo! I am the new creature
and the Lords, my Lords
have instructed me to create
to destroy, to murder, to rape.

So hush now,
lay down still,
and for the love of God
just ... Die

Bull's Eye

There we go,
ready for supper
to feed our sensuality
with lifeless pictures
Kodak paper,
golden lux edition
digitalization, no life.

The Lords think we like the colours.
they twist and turn in every nugget
that we're fed on, a blaze of light
a camera, a playhouse of the ill-minded

Our Lords are kind and supremely just
they venture on our lives as a thief struggles
on a heist, and lurk at the end of the hallway
waiting for us to get the job done.

"I'm not insane, I'm interested in freedom"
bad choice of words carved in their hearts and
the photo looses its radiance in a heart beat
in solitude you find nothing but your helpless self

I saw the Lord's blond coloured face and smiled
she had blue eyes and orange lips
her breath reminded me of the morning moisture
and nothing seemed more important

There we went
ready for supper
the Lords feed our sensuality
with lifeless pictures
that hide our children's faces in the sun
in our digitalized life.

Good call,
we're finaly happy
Bull's eye
we're finaly happy

Iron Steed

Leather and steel
and an iron steed
vibe of the ride
rushing to hide

Let the wheels spin, babe
Engine starts n' leavin' home
Let the wheels turn, honey
Get your ass up here and flame on

Truthful insight vision
as the thunder winds roar
sound of rushing metal
on the hot road again

Let the wheels spin, baby
Let the cycles turn, honey
Engine starts, we're on leather straps
Get your ass on board and flame on

Leather and steel
and the wind on my hair
freedom sounds just as fair
living on an iron steed

BS#1

Repetition
again
cunt, cock,
no brain or logic
gentiles, semen, sperm
the organon of orgasm

A Therion, massacre
but imbued with pleasure
defeat and losses
decadency
odor of death,
hatred
desperation
void
vacant soul

Subway, train lines
pigeons, pedestrians
cars and trucks
live in the city
a" five to one"

BS#2

Angels and demons
heroic figures of a forgotten time
or faces of an unknown god?

Poetry, a muse
amuse and music
normal (?) children
raised with love
or perhaps not (?)
distaste for the common
respect and celebration for the unusual

Revolution
an incantation
concerning a previous life-cycle

a slowly fading and forgotten era
that still casts a shadow
on our time...

Women's Worth

She always gets what she wants
It's always your loss not hers

Women...

A stray shot but still bull's eye!


"We take no prisoners"

A new tidal wave
swept over the coasts
of this rich and radiant land
a new emotion

a sensation of mixed and
fast evolving breakouts
limitations seize to amaze
and all the cunts in the world
at the grasp of my palm

When they are touched
they feel cursed
cursed to believe that they are loved
but in the deepest core of truth
they were created to be fucked and used

Even so...

What kind of an imbecile would trust
a creature that bleeds for 5 days
and doesn't die?

"Hahaha"

The Future

I've seen the future
whilst looking on a mirror
through my very own eyes

The friends I now may have
they'll be lost in time's spree
for in solitude, I'll always find happiness.

Might that solitude be
in the arms of a woman
or through a stimulating working experience
or even while drowning in a whiskey jar and drugs
in solitude I will always feel happy and free

Free from all you leeches...

Sexual Celebration

All these people
in every sexual celebration
still I stand alone
one woman at a time
one holds the gun
many pull the trigger

oh lord
oh lord

you and your funny little creatures
never have enough of it
either prayer or cock
could guess it sounds and tastes the same
one holds the gun
many pull the trigger...

Notations

Questions answered;
solutions found;
temporary problems
savagely solved

That long forgotten blind spot still, exists.

An acre filled with blood spilling stones
in the shape of manly hearts,
arrogantly tired of cracking and breaking.

Enough...
Sometime, someday

Being at ease with one's dream.

A new reality check point,
approaching a noise free hall...

Eyes allowed to imprison
a lightning’s touch
deep ocean blue
unlike any other sacred secret
a sea ready to be called 'home'.

Nicotine voices warn you
"Stand not on the division line"

The box is the real enemy,
Escape!

Carnival scenes and savage rapes
negro people fucking the white man's wife
nature's way of paying tribute to revenge
feeding one's racism and there you go...

If you cross my path
you found your home
If you cross my path
you found your laughter
If you cross my path
you've crowned a tyrant

Kissing the grounds razor eyes
Empty stare... lethal gaze

Grace...

Touching

Touching, is not the only way to feel.
By touching the horizon, you know you're near your journey's end.
"Hate to see you go, but love to watch you leave"
Victory of the echo, over the voice...

A rendezvous with death

Pity...

the came out wearing a smile of life

they grew up by following parental lies

and died out like a candle's flame

subdued by age and extensive shame

Touché, old man, life made you feel

the rough touch of her tongue

in the last morning kiss she offered

A touch of deadly blessing.


Touching, is not the only way to feel
By touching the horizon, you're near your journey's end
Victory of the echo, over the voice
A rendezvous with death

A pity...

Hope

This is a voice
coming from the past
oh, ancient guitar player
you can scream at last!

Hope for lustful revenge
endless aenima pain
society's charred a name
forcing a condemned change

Though we shared our secrets
we still feel alone and abandoned
and our wallets smell whiskey
Join us, in this floral voyage

Let them cleanse our soul
we are sick of it all; let them seek,
let them get us up on our feet
Lost in quiet but tender regards

Greetings from a new age
where mucus-like clouds
tear the soothing velvet morning breeze
Let them gods cleanse your soul
hatred stands for love incest with sex.

Cursed or blessed
What's the difference?

Solitude

In solitude I unearth the will to hate
the will to discover the means of revenge
in solitude I find the courage to hate
the lust to bleed, the cursed premonition of doom...

In solitude I unfold untold stories
of those who once lived in hilarity’s deceit
waiting to face the hidden passions of debate
in quietus they stand waiting for their kinsmen

In solitude I find myself a bride
I find myself a listener to my stories
a reader to my horror filled writings
waiting for the opportune moment

For when the abyss will stare back, all shall be lost
for good…
as it should

Paradise & Freedom

Where the nymph shares what she gets
Where the muse appeals to the season
Where Water, Fire, Air and Earth are one

Freedom
fooling yourself boy
If you're having it on
it's a dream girl
Freedom
Freedom
I don't want you abusing freedom man
Let the people free
Don't let children wear masks
faces of grown up old men
Let the people dance around
Let the people decide
Let the people be themselves

Freedom
Is a dream
Freedom exists in ancient places

Where the nymph shares what she gets
Where the muse appeals to the season
Where Water, Fire, Air and Earth are one

In Paradise...

Word Haemorrhage

Words, bleeding from my mouth
echoing on the walls of silence
Words, bleeding through my mouth
forming visions of the dark profane
Words bleeding from my mouth
seeking seldom space of rest
Words, bleeding through my mouth
resembling unknown treaties with the dead
Words, words, words parading in my room
forming sentences of a quitting description
Words bleeding from my mouth
Words bleeding through my mouth

Redemption

I have often heard of stories
for ancient ruins and tombs
where the bones of my fathers lay
and their crows above still fly

I have often wrote of stories
for tears and redemption
but no, not anymore
'cause there's no need for that

All you need
is something pathetic
to stand by and watch for
all you need is a baby
to caress and kiss and hold.

All you demand for
is words that touches hearts
but listen here woman
it's all the stories of a brat

When you get to hate
you'll know what you want for
when you get to be yourself
you'll know how to survive

And yes the prophets
were never accepted in their time
guess you will forget my words in time
guess you will regret my turmoil in life

Out of reason I have cursed
the birth of the newborn child
out of reason I have lived
the life you thought I have

But you have no idea
where I spend my night
But you have no idea
what blood tastes like

You got no brains people
to understand the colors
You got no eyes to think with
no instincts to be led from

All you got is just
a bunch of pathetic, touching stories
hoping for salvation
from somebody else's hand

But if you don't get
your face out of the shit
you'll never realize
that nobody wants to help you

Just a bunch of people
sucking blood from you to live
just a bunch of retarded sons
of a mother who never lived

So thrust your sword into the body of the night
and don't seek for answers you never could have had
because what the poet does is testing all of you
and if you think he's wrong, you can curse him one more time
for his death is near, his sickness is growing stronger
a million cells growing faster in the center of the brain
and when he's gone, you'll never know how or why
You'll never know

How..

or

Why..

Generous Hatred

Clouds back in the sky
a scenery way too familiar
this time I know
this time I am aware
of who I am and everybody is

"Hey you, kid, what do you want from me?"
"I want the power and the knowledge to rule this world"
"Is that all?"
"Yes, that is all..."
"Your wish is my command"
"I would also like you to put me in a position where I'll be able to use my power
I would like to be able to use my knowledge on the world as quickly as possible"
"No can do kid, I already granted your wish... you should be careful what you wish for"

15 years ago, a child spoke to God,
but asked him the right thing, the wrong way.
Now I'm surrounded by fake kings and impostors.
But the favoring time is over.
No more teachings, forgiving is one thing
being a sucker is another.

You wonna be my ally and friend?
Learn to respect, or my might will crush your spirit
No need to show off or drop my masks
Your feelings' source is my soul
and I command the will to power and to knowledge
I am everything and nothing
I control and bring to birth
the ideas and ideals
I kiss the sun and he confides to me his secrets
I touch the moon and it grants me rebellion
"I lick the universe and then improvise a riot"
Ironic, something I never wanted to do

Pretenders, impostors,
know this from now and on,
my eyes were sealed with dark light
so that noone would know
you could only sense it
your lies, away, to another kingdom
I got true friends in my heart
and my enemies in my mind
you shall not escape
noone escapes from his master
you hear that, fake king...


Fake king...

Words...

I just wish
they would grasp
the intense
magnitude of wrath
and the variety
of the native to it feelings

Underestimated still,
forced to swim,
in a sea of fire,
to walk on ice,
to fly in the rain.

The flames licked the air
and my attenated breath
made sounds of faint pain
the storm rises instantly
madness becomes a boundary

Words
overcome by
angst and terror
feet and hands cold
the fever and sickness
of one mans soul
won't save the world this time

It wil simply kill him...

Dreams

Is a void at heart, the same as a monster's
Is the sorrow-like everyday awakening
a decleration of illness in autumn relief?
A decision is always brighter than the lust.
But sulvation hides where rivers start
and where mountains lie, a cottage
surrounded by snow
next to a striking waterfall
behind a 5 cm thick window
sitting next to a fireplace
the flames will show you the way
to fill your heart with warmth again