The rain is forging cloths from air
For the pregnant ones in the asylum
Children of these stubborn days
Living chattering within mirrors

Life is enigma-colored
Described by dead poets
The hands are following the rain
Heads on a throne in the air

Society of Dead Poets
Boys, fellas, fighters
Hands corroded by acid
Here's your ticket

This chase led me into a field of thorns
With a jaguar's velocity
Happening inside my head
In truth I lived in a liar's mouth
All my words were ideas
The ideas obeyed notions
Scared of decisions

I was running into the field of thorns
Passing slowly driving station wagons
All station wagons were white
All station wagons going at walking pace
Therefore they had to be cops
Their cover was inconspicuous
This made them suspicious
My tongue was hanging out of thirst
I stopped and kept walking
So nobody would spot me

The field of thorns reigned the area
The thorns were pricking holes in my leg
Other thorns were harmless
What should I know?
Nothing at all / Didn't ask the cops
Cause they weren't looking at me
Outstanding actors
Cops are actors / city cheetahs
Hunting my jaguar skin
From everywhere I smelled cop blood

The field of thorns fell behind
A wall was mounting up
From a ground of filthy shards
Covered with good, quiet words
So many words!
Somehow infinite/ calming
Mmhh.
I wasn't feeling safe yet
I didn't feel being hunted either
Attagirl!
These words / ensnaring
Like a female's scent
From a very close distance
Lipstip-like
Hmmh

I lost my way
And got into a maze
Made from steel blocks
Where wild fellas get into
Since they forgot being wild

I was ranging through this maze
Belted by an iceblue sky
In truth a sky of ice
Reflections of sterilely white paths
Squished between the steel blocks

I sat down to relax
Just a nap, Max!
One, two, two thousand, three thousand
I slept deeply

Something happened while sleeping
The maze vanished
The steel melted into flames
The ice flew into the ocean
The white paths got blue
I recognized something
A secret
I'm not gonna tell anyone

In the maze

Sunday fully destroyed us
Nothing remained
I was yelling at you
To turn into an echo

Revolving around your face
Like a mosquito
Under the match in a kid's hand
The fire was burning my wings

I stayed dazed at the roadside
In a car I saw your face
Bleeding gently from the lips
A black cat on the chest

Then came sunset
Dark blankets crawling out of chinks
Dancing in front of my broken wings
A sheen was on them

The book of life has been written
With my breath I fill the pages
Walking over the paper of the day
The day that already happened

I'm speaking through a whale's eyes
Stranded before the coast of fate
Amidst chunks of its life
The whale will chocke on the air

Its eye color becomes monochrome
Exhausted
A creature at the end of its life
Squirting a last, scrawny fountain

The water is trickling into the sand
Received by the surf
Carried into the ocean
All this happened already

Fog is permeating the air
My breath became darkgrey
Glimpse of the deceased whale
This is how the book of life ends

The sky is in flames
My heart dried out
Desert of life
Before the doom of the day

I reach out my hand to myself
In the kingdom of mirrors
The air smells like memories
Here I'd often skin myself

To awake in a drain
Among gigantic egg shells
Roaring deluge of water
Fuzzy voices

I will come in the night
To extinguish the burning sky
To water the desert
In the core of the fierce sun

May I look for worms in here?
Do you mind?
Does this land belong to the questions?
Whom do these words belong to?
Where were you during my absence?
Were you missing me?
Did you walk through the valley of tears?
Is this the place where we made love?

What time is it?
Did I cage the time?
What did the mobsters want?
Where were they coming from?
Did my camera irritate them?

Will you be my number one forever?
Is fire in your yellow ocher soul?
Can you steal some flower soil for me?
Is sweetness an agent against concrete?
Where do you come from?
Wanna tell me about the coordinates?

Do you obey the law of silence?
Why aren't you answering?
You belong to the people of mirrors?
Why ain't you talking?
Why?

I emerged after the battle
Before that I hadn't existed
Rested in the belly of a question mark
Surrounded by fog and drought
Dry years were passing by

I was looking out of red windows
Into an eternal, wide, cold emptiness
Iceblue tiles
Iceblue tiles
Iceblue

So I came round
In the melody of a bighearted thunder
Hugging the world in a bighearted way
Thundering benevolence
Then the iceblue tiles vanished
As if they had never existed
The thunder razed them from my memory
To turn into good rain

A good rain was pouring down
To stop the thunder
So the thunder stopped

A baby lay on the battlefield
Sleepy-eyed
A mirror of light in its glimpse
Remotely an iceblue sky
Blanket of water and light

Don't move
Be still
Listen
So you originate
To know who you are

To trust in coming
To believe in something
Being in peace
At daytime I was looking for the soul
While wringing out black and white sheets
Prayer
Overdose
Sirens, prayer

I do trust in coming
Cause my name is made of blood
I was born like that
I will die like that
Amid Broken Angels
Who are my brothers
Who are my sisters

This day is taking ages
Words are bubbling from Eden's mouth
In the morning I heard them
Sunlight shining through the window
Sleepy Gods were waving at me
On their way to work
To built the house of coming
From the sweat of Broken Angels
Brothers and sisters
Love and tolerance is our code

If you know you know

Never before I looked into this mirror
First of all I smashed the glass
Wounded in the streets of screams
So I grew claws of fear

Never before I admitted gentleness
First I'd steal your money
In the clutches of the raging child
Who I named trauma

Never before I lived without a gang
Ain't part of my world
Violence is the currency of the weak ones
Got some change?

Never before I left this place
Golden cage in the dead jungle
Where my lingo reigns
Not the heart but the mind

Never before my heart melted
How does it feel?
Cause I locked gazes with you
Wanted to escape your gentleness

Never before

I was shivering
Poem of the long arrival
A shivering
In the footprint of time
You were digging
Home by the fields
Digging
For the temptation of light
We were playing
Heaven of heavy songs
The game
By the place of our childhoods

I was scarifying
Our names engraved in a tree
Scarifying
Time kept growing
You were climbing
Between the glistening of branches
Climbing
For freedom

When did this happen?
Where did the pregnant girl go to?

I was writing
Writing
Staying

Once upon a time...

Door to door with the wounded ones
House of bashed in walls
DOA rammed his head into doors
Yelling out loud, painting the streets
Legendary years loaded with faith
Happy Birthday! A spanking
Rage doesn't know foreign lingo
I loved that!

Dudes whimpering like dogs
Dogs fighting like dudes
A pitbull's jaw was smacking
Tons, gangs, sounds in a dream
Love only existed in movies
We didn't see them
We burned cinema seats
For the love of the wounded ones

I hate your giggle
It's made of love
That's why I despise you
You don't belong to me

I love your giggle
It turns me on
That's why I desire you
You are mine

I hate and I love your giggle
It turns me on and disgusts me
I'm spitting at you out of longing
You belong to me: Back off!

Eventually my options vanished
The walls were coming closer
Encircling me yelling
Pressing me into the corner
Raging I was bashing the stone
Until my skin was bursting
Wounded knuckles
Mud of blood

Thus it happened
I knew I was going to fall apart
So I fought
In the kitchen of the lean, old man
At the  table with fear and rage

Then I wanted to be green
Like the jungle
Miry holy water
Hope?

Someone carried me out of the kitchen
I didn't see his arms and eyes
There was an errant point of light
I fell apart
For the first time in my life
I was falling apart

To enter the world of love
Among factories and straplines
Welcomed by a babie's babbling
Alighted at the edges of time
Burned the old life
Home by the fields
Then I was falling apart
In love I fell apart

Away I found myself
Foreign country of patches
Surrounded by memories
In a nightcolored dream basin
I found myself

Wise man said: See
Carrying a ghost in his backpack
From voltgreen life fiber
Freezing marble in the dream basin

Accountants sitting at the edges
Bolt upright rows of wooden chairs
Silently writing on sheets
Incessantly in a hailstorm
I was studying them underwater
Followed their actions with my eyes
Like a toddler learning to walk
When the hailstorm was ending
Promptly superseded by the sun

The accountants melting into shadows
Souls were drifting in the dream basin

Sparkling as diamond's ledges
I was not scared of the souls
So I ate them up

To come into the world as a poem
Of a dream basin and accountants
Who became beasts
In another life
From the blood of a dead cat
In the ninth life

This one's for our twister
Floating on wings of air
Above rainbows
Pleasing

Twisterless as a child
Nights I release the twister
Temper tantrum from love
Stars crumble

This one's for our twister
Floating on wings of air
In cries of love

Come here!
I'm giving you a twister
Releasing it nights

Welcome to real life
Street of ghost light
Where time is hollow
Welcome

I'm from a garden
Garden of hatred and blood
Where the hopeless ones die
Unseen

Unlike in real life
People here are good
Way ahead of bane
Welcome

I'll be kidnapping you
On claret velvet
Fable of the real life
Welcome

You belong here
The garden is gone
Made-up like verses
Heaven flowing through blood

I preserve your nearness
At the trunk of a hopeful future
Which I sprinkled with angel's hair

I got back home after the war
Stayed in a shack of glass
Surrounded by words and dreams
From colorful, deadly languages
At times I was talking to you
The wind's echo yelled answers
Blood was dripping from my eyes
Then I saw a white area of light
Immeasurable for the human eye
Populated by translucent children
Playing in my memories
So I opened my eyes wide

The blood was crusted
I scraped it off with a blade
You were somewhere out there

You're being out there
I preserve your nearness

I didn't know about your slough skin
Of the hideout in the wood's light
By the debauchery of the ancient
I didn't know anything

So I was searching in my words
Flicking through them to their origin
To discover ***** of skin
Buried in oblivion
Within creaky floorboard
In abandoned buildings

Your skin was at such a place
I didn't know about this
I was diving
In the cooling mud of my dreams
Grinning words were there
Robbed from the mouths of sick angels

I wanna be close to you
Gimme your breath!
At the goal there is no quest
So I flee to the land of the mutes
There are only answers

I'll be going there
I'm certain
I don't know anything

Prayer of an empty room
In a gap of the forgotten
For the love of ancient dust
Living in my fibers
Under my skin
Where the building ends
Till kingdom come

I came to pray
Cause live is a riddle
From words of greed and guilt
I started solving this riddle
A little boy
Chewing on a pen
Looking through the window
At a grey garden
Colorful birds were singing
In the boy's language

This moment passed
So I'm praying
For forgiveness
I'm asking sincerely

For honesty
For freedom
For love

In your serenity I walked over rails
Past glistening trains of life
Trains running in the sun
Through the city of names

I lived with your name
To meet a female
Who owned a white dog
Freed from the misery of an island
Brought to the city of names
Upon her lap
Who was a transient
In the city of names

I do live in your affection
I'll be where you want me to
If you want me to, I'll stay

Lap from human silk
We will have been here
The transient was hurt
A wound was on her face
She spoke about her dead husband
Who had taken his own life
The white dog was panting
Among blacktop and cherry blossoms
In the city of names

I'm telling you about longing
At the day of the eternal adventure
When we were hitchhiking to Paris
Cuddling in the bathtub later on
Sleeping together
The groaning of the sculptress
Her student's strength
In seconds of rainbows
Walls made from mutual trust
Nobody would disturb us
Especially not ourselves

Memories remain
On the day of the rain
In between I nearly perished
At war against myself

Flop house, red light, thugs, mace
The ax, the giant, fiends, knockos
Numbing, oblivion, collapse, overdose
The floor, sweat, medics, prayer
Salvation, hate, silence, renewal

That's not long ago
I wish for a starlight
Bathing me in love
In vast, blue gardens
At the end of the world

Hmmh

Bullet holes, wounds, hawks
The children, the water, hope
Lions, coins, families
The red prayer in a ladie's veil

I tend you under my thick skin
So the sad thief won't find you
Tall, strong, lonesome, handy
The world has been waiting for him
Who will have missed his shot
Calling himself powerful and proud
In the straits of the sirens
Eaten by the Gods

Because everything already happened
That's how it is and will be
I adopted a sick angel
At the day of my birth

The labor room, the lights, a sentence
Silence, midwives, stolen falsities
Advices, remonstrances, remorse
Redemption, sweat, giggle

In the navel of our world
Red, giant, relentless
In the navel of the eyes
Blue, gracious, benevolent

Just a dream led me this far
To the navel of our world
To a path of stars
From the color of our nights

This is just a dream
White, evil, innocent
In the navel of our love
Black, raging, bountiful

I am just a dream
From the language of the heart
Made of our live
Just a dream

From cloths of colorful silk
Flapping through the desert
Where I used to pick up sand
A child looking for water
Called belt head
Just a dream!
Made of punches
Conceived in the dust of blood
Pain of the ******
Wrath of the giant
Screams of the barbarians
Just a dream

Literate monkeys raised me
After the desert's solitude
Removing the belt from my head
Whispering good words
Carrying me to the flowers
Embedding me in a fragrant world
A scent of mothers and *******
So I grew

Just a dream
In the navel of our world
Inside the ancient child's room
For you
Just a dream

I had arrived
Dancing with a bunch of broken angels
Who had been people of pride
Who thought they were invincible

Who had fallen
To get up in vanity
To topple
Creeping full of contempt

I originate from contempt
From a land before this age
Where goons live in car wrecks
Between the hips of their mothers

I left this land wounded
Without wounds I'd stayed
Therefore I am grateful
The message of the broken angels

Who left for good to found a land
A land for this age
For the broken angels of this world
So I have many brothers and sisters

Their words remind me of the Old Land
Spoken in our New Land
I do love you broken angels
I love us

Are you coming?
Let's dash down the red stairs
Blindfolded
The stairs lead us unconditionally
I was a wolf last night
Mooncolored and faithful
Rife with dark dreams of lead

Weigh my love's weight
Hoard it in pouches
Something's gone; I don't give orders
The Benevolent is rocking me
He leads, keeps and protects me
In the inside

Oooooooooh
This sound smashes my heart
White birds are cheering scores of times
Mmh
I rip up the paper of the eyes
Since it was made of piano keys
Monochrome words are dripping down
In the dust of shame and greed

I'm playing the Benevolent's melody
It was buried in the back of my soul
See no evil
Hear no evil
Speak no evil
Yet I'm speaking towards the South
To the lady among birds in the forest
Everything is shining in blue there
Her rhythm and her hands

Come with me
I'm carrying you to us
Floating inside your face
It's gonna be a long journey
We're walking down the red stairs
The stairs lead us unconditionally

The end is made of dreams
I'm inhaling power
Angels are covered with wounds
My house is their house
My bed is theirs
The purple knee is intact
Mirrors are in the weeping willow's belly
Reflecting faces of the past

I'm made of dreams and plans
Evolving from the number of my name
Good Man gave it to me out of love
I do know that by now
Swim to the mirrors with me
They're singing darkred words
Words under the pond's shore
Ancient like milleniums

The beginning evolves from dreams
At night I swam in brightness
Through alleys of legends and pearls
Where dogs bark and mutter
Birds are sleeping in my eyes
Their skin is made of mirrors
I'm looking at you through them

At this place a dream is ending
Under a sky of water
You're awaking in a lagoon
This lagoon is a dimple
Dimple in my laughter
I'm stroking you
Come back, I'm telling you

Shadow dripping from my eyes
Glistening and shouting
Humming my life
From deep, red ashes
This is my shadow!

A young female's coy look
Slipping through a boy's hug
So I come into her body
Shadow on a shadow
Melting in short screams
Listen!

How did I get here? I slipped
On ****** detours
Fleshwound at my knee
My shadow crouched down
But I stood tall
Bolt upright
You were feeling that
My shadow was sighing
Then we were escaping
In a land of foreign shadows

Shadow dripping from my eyes
Cooly thugs were encircling us
Quiet like carnivores
They were groping you
So I had to fight them
Beat them to a pulp
Nobody remained

My shadow drifting in blood
A scent evolved; called rebirth
We walked away
My shadow glistening in freedom
The shadow's journey ended
So I settled down
Modeling words from your hair
Under a tent of green stars

Wise man showed me the way
There, at the dawn of the light
The good land is there
It doesn't have a border
Reachable via faith

Wise man raised his head
Believe in yourself
The voice from deep inside
This voice is your light
The light is the spirit
He loves you

Wise man was yawning
Close your eyes
The ocean is flowing
Waves rushing in silver
I hear the water
Sounds like language
Words of an old friend

Who is your voice
Voice of light
Light of love
Strong, real love

For you, son
For you

Hard times are expired
Fuel of blood for the wild ones
I won, saw and strolled along
In love with dashing

Mom told me about friendship
Not everyone is a friend
So I declared war on everyone
Bought courage and people
In love with dashing
Mmh

Maybach 12 door with them curtains
The world was made from guilt
So I wore a mask of blood
Pumping iron for 8
Cause a niche was lacking
Lingually didn't give a ****
The studio was in flames
64 and a beamer
For the mask of blood
Valley on the mountain top

In love with dashing
Hmmh
In love

Write a wish on on a balloon
Here's a pen; do you hear me?
The storm is raging through the room
Take the balloon and write on it
How long this storm is raging
I can't see you; sand is everywhere
The sand is burning on the skin
It's hot!

Do you hear me? Take a balloon
Write a wish on it
Where are you?
I hate shouting!
You're close to me; I feel it
The balloons are in the garden
Remaining from yesterday
When was yesterday?
Do you hear me? I feel your closeness
Long since I felt something

The sand is raging through the room
Without a break's mercy
I don't need any help! From nobody
Merciless lone fighter
I do wish for something: Your voice
Do you hear me? I feel your breath
The sand is ripping through the parquet
My house is empty
I remain in solitude
A grinning belt head
That's how I turned into memories

Do you hear me? I feel your voice

The pen fell asleep and it died
Then I was brought to life
As I stopped writing
Then I was brought to life
Beauty will be beauty
I am not to blame for
I don't mind

I shattered my beautiful heart
Among cars and *******
That's where I was living
There I shattered the heart
Did I guess that?
Oil was flowing from the *******
Pillows scattered around the cars

This beautiful heart
Beauty remains beauty
Who are you?
I don't know
No I really don't

Red bow with white dots
Like the ears of a bat
Far away from me
When my face was painted on

Red bow and big wide eyes
Looking for something
I took off my dignity
Then I put my face on

My home wasn't a home
Yelling walls
I ripped off my face
Red bow like Minnie Mouse

Heat was destroying me
As in Terminator II
Terminator is melting in lava
The thumb stuck in the air

Wounded and far away from you
The thumb was resting
Mom was taking a picture
You're wearing a red bow

Coming back into life
Stinking fleshwound at the knee
A pink dress with the bow
I took off my face

Decomposing for the first time
For the first time in my life
I decomposed within myself
Shaved and washed my skin

Mom was hugging you
Taking off your red bow
You were thinking off me
I was thinking about you

Don't gather! This land is freezing
The gates of fortune were smashed
Black **** remaining
Toxic wasteland
Eagles and children gather there
Whispering short words
Solely understood by kids and birds

Since then a veil is on your skin
Milky smooth skin of love
I plunged into your skin
Stayed for long and panted
Your skin is pollinated by the night
I grab your skin
That's a good place
I feel at home here

Gather to play!
Monkeys are squealing in the valley
Down by the sea gate
Life consists of foam there
Sweet foam beating against rocks
We are lying on these rocks
Sheltered from the monkey's squealing
The screams of the foam are louder!
Foam
Good, precious, excellent foam

It was way back
My leave from home
I left some doors behind
Can't remember clearly

I remember a garden
Garden of dreams
Females sleeping in the fog
Nightcolored hair



Until the fat men were coming
In a red ride
To buy my home
Gold swinging from their *****
Scratching their bellies
Taciturn
Reading a contract
Until one of them rose
Producing a fountain pen

Clenching his left fist
The fist was a meatball
He signed the contract
Someone hold out his hand
The fat man ignored it
Placidly he put the pen away
Yawned and scratched his *****



A home was sold
Changed
Magnified
Passed on
Miscalculated
Lost
Forgotten

I burnt money
After escaping the valley
To scream at a fire
To scream at the flames

Down in the valley a few heard me
I was standing too far away
I heard the ones hearing me sighing
Clearly I heard them sighing

That was it
I screamed cause I wanted to listen
So I didn't hear anything
The fire was blazing fiercely

Flames were dancing up on me
I didn't sense the heat
I was taken in by my screaming
Screams occupied my spirit

Hmmh
Tired of screaming I fell asleep
In the valley mothers were singing
Orange lights glowing warmly

Chant whirred in the night
I slept deeply
The voices soaked into my body
That was good

The next morning I was cold
The fire had burnt to ashes
Wind carried the ash to the valley
The money was gone

I didn't want to scream anymore
I gave up screaming
A new day began in the valley
Mothers hauling children

Is this the tunnel among tunnels?
Long since I heard of a tunnel
Located in the stomach of tunnels
Reachable via the flat ocean

People only say good things about it
I should say: About this place
Although a tunnel leads to a place
Broken angels dwell in the tunnels

In times past they recovered here
Today they survive in the tunnels
In quest of wings they stayed
Baffled because of their new life

Life vanishes inside the tunnels
Out of it new life originates
Look I live in one of these tunnels
My wife is building a nest from pillows

Angels pass by every day
Their faces are full of wounds
Their clothing smells like stars
Gradually I feel at home

Located in the stomach of tunnels
Reachable via a black outer space
I will die here one day
Dying in the tunnel of eyes and light

I can fly
Over there a moment is being buried
In the wink of a newborn
The child is blind

I can fly
Over there people of stars are marching
Across the street of wings
The stars are burning

I can fly
Above the buried moment
Like an angel of love
Just for you

I can fly
Above the streets of stars
Like a dying nation
It belongs to you

I'm from the garish hideout
From the land of garish ghosts
First one of a love assassination
Last one on your friend's list
I build depth to rush
The speed of life is blight

Don't wanna figure it out
Cause my origin is 38
Nobody lives at the beach
I relax in the waves and the clouds

Reincarnation was promised to me
If I give my ******* love
For that I receive real peace
I build depth to rush

You came to stay
But I can't hear your language
Cause I lie in the bay of an eight
Life is a shell
I give you huge love
Yesterday I was ready for the bang
So lights ascended within me
To impregnate my words
By no means everyone is a friend
I don't have any enemies

Wave or cloud?

I am drawing the sign of a smile
Seclusion lies in your dimples
An export from the land of the wild kids

I am from the land of the wild kids
As a child I despised the world
I deceived and lied to grown-ups

That is my origin
I feared the day of my youth
So I ignored my growth
Locked myself in a hard shell
Buried the key behind my heart

So that nobody would spot me
That's how I ruled the land of the wild kids
When fighting my skin was ripped open
New skin was growing; I was grinning
I stored layers of my skin

I never let go of anything; I was growing claws
Then a new day came
The wild kids had grown up
Scattered in the winds of separation
A light was shining on my lips
This light was reminding me of something
So I awoke; decades had past

Now I see light on your face
I named you Eden
Cause you're a garden of calm

I am putting confidence in your hands
Take it between your fingertips
It's the confidence of solitary decades
I am from the land of solitude
A land behind the gaps of secrets
There I lay in a bed of fog
Folding my hands

I folded my hands in the bed of fog
A voice coming from the speaker
The voice implored me
A high and clear voice
This voice stood up against death

I folded my hands against dying
In a puddle of poisoned dreams
Leeches were swimming inside the puddle
Close to my fleshy lids

The voice was speaking clear words
In a good and strong language
This language described a light
The green and naked light of birth
Words dropping down as mother blood
Dripping inside my dying mouth

Certainly this made me laugh
I was laughing like life's first day
Such a thorough and naked laughter
Among the blood of clear words

That day I came into the world

Everything evolves from awakening
Thus a dream is beginning
A dream made of love and lights
A dream for all my children
I am the father of cries
Father of dreams and lights
Faithful father of dreams

Pass me the bowl of awakening
Uncountable words are in this bowl
Spoken by the deceased Welshman
A gentleman of courage and light
A gentleman for the children's voices
Who stemmed from my dreams
To die in the lap of my love
To recur in a dream
Dream of dead and colorful words
Spoken by children

I feed the nation of resentment with love
Because I was born in a dream
In this dream benevolence triumphs
Benevolence of love and lights
Words live under my skin
Spoken by a dead Welshman
Constituted of love and lights
To deliver the nation of resentment

I was born in a dream
Dream of love for my children
Who sleep in the streets
Vanishing under the colorful sun
Crying and grinning and raging
The children came inside my dream
Dream of love and lights
Words under my skin
Spoken by a deceased Welshman

Free of remorse is my promise
Consisting of my dream's lights
My children wrote it down
Under the walls of oblivion
Below my parent's graves
Where my children were sobbing
The children's tears became words
Languages evolved from these words
Wandering over the planet
Among the mouths of dreams
Children yelled the words into the sea
Where they vanished in the waves
Thus a dream was beginning
A dream of love and lights
A dream by the father of cries
A dream for the goodness of my children

Every time I stop existing
While closing my eyes
In another life we're lovers
I took care of everything
Chastened the sick angels
Nobody crawls over this endless street
Ninetynine white birds
My undershirt's made of iron
Sweat is silver for the love

So I elevate you easily
Under the horizon of dunes
I came yesterday morning
From the land of guilt
Where heads roll like super *****

I got here yesterday morning
From the land of gulit
Red balloons were destroyed
Tunnels lead to tunnels
I'm writing in an iron undershirt
So you'll be reading about escapades
I'm alive for your life of reading

All is been taken care of
Reddish clouds are gonna yawn
Between midnight and dawn
Lukewarm seawater early in the morning
Tiredly you are giggling
Exhaustedly you're falling asleep

I saw the end of the wind
In a loop of time and dreams
For the birth of the benevolent
The love in a balloon's belly button
Between fingertip and string
In the grin of a canned child
Who is a belthead
Who ran through deserts
Among fathers and mirages
To pick up desert and water
To forget the sand and the water

I impregnated the end of the wind
With the cludgel of avarice
My head was bursting in wishes
I would spot demons made of gold
Dancing through the channels of future
Dressed in the loss of real love

I saw the end of love
Amid a chaos of winds
Within the fathers of mirages
Blown through the lips of the flying ones
In a mesh of tunnels
Tunnels are good for the dawn
The people of broken angels recover there
Come into my hug of winds
Deserts and waters belong to the wind
I got love for the luggage of your dreams
Red, round, real, racing, ripe love

Get me out of this hell!
Blood running down from walls
Sick angels dying in meat
Their wings are burning
Living for one second
In a sunken drawer
By the forehead of water marbles
The day falls into moments
While you're standing at a fence
A red glistening on the neck
Truly honored and truly degraded
Beat me up with your wings!

The thick finger on your lips
Your saliva is silk-colored
The angels recovered in a red night
In the channels of olive-green waters
Star-painted toenails
Engaged in discussions
Keep me in your wings


Lead me to the paradise of Eden
To breach heaven's wall
Back of the blood
I emerged in a crow; I became silence
Evanescence is good for the night
Walls and dungeons are dreams
I have no idea about that
At night you wake me up
Fragrant as the flowers of Eden
The snake becomes a giant

Let Me Sign!

Prepare the contract
I am a fat vulture
Heavy from the garbage of money
Flesh is gleaming in the mirror
The flesh of my songs
So I walk pregnant
Rs and bs hanging down
No one saw it coming

Let me sign!
Loads of flesh are steaming
In the haze of my songs mmh

Come into my womb!
You depend on my stench
I live by the night-colored gate
The pregnancy takes time

Don't jump the gun. Ever!
Draw the contract up
In the shade of the pine leaves
At some point I wrote on them
So you would track us

Let me sign!
With an aquarian's blood
All ****** were killed in action. Do listen!

Let me sign!
Paint the contract with your hair
Trace visions in it
Visions of a sick angel
Who came to Earth for bliss
Getting jumped by vultures
Hounded through nights
Abandoned in the rain
Reborn as a balloon

My arms are wide open
Receptive for paradise breath
Addicted to vultures
Their long tails are tongues
Hissing like fire at the horizon
I came and yet crushed the embers
Do listen!

Let me sign. Tonight.
With the blood of the aquarian.
Do listen! Chimpanzees reign our planet
Wearing golden tie pins
All chimpanzees are bawling

Let me sign!

I will return here one day
To dig out my bones from the grass
I buried nails and pens and books
Together with a lion's claw

Bloodsuckers hide beneath my bed
In clouds of dust and fumes
I hear their panting in the deep night
On my chest a cat is sleeping

The cat is slowing my heartbeat
Come sunrise monkeys will fly
Leaving pennies in my eyes
Meeting her good kids in the sky

I will return here one day
To dig out my bones from the grass
I buried nails and pens and dreams
Together with the wings of a seagull

I built this maze for us
Now we are straying through it
A kid's hollering guiding us
A pitchwoman or hide and seek?

Numbers drift through blood
Among exclusive glass fragments
Splinters in a diamond's reflection
The hollering kid hauling torches

Yesterday the lake's bottom raged
Since then we hear a gentle silence
A little girl from paradise
Hollering with a grin:

Gimme a part from the maze!
That's basically already mine
I do love the maze so much
I want to keep the maze forever!

We don't hear that anymore
Deeply straining through thorns
The girl's voice is vanishing
In the freezing night wind

Then I spot your eyes in the gravel
Glistening among black stones
Diamonds from glass fragments
At the shore of the silent lake

I grew up in the corset of fear
Among bitterly poor actors
Who used to get high on words
In rooms with colorful walls

Nobody watched me walking
So I used to walk all day long
The actors slept at day
I often stroke their hair

Until the moon of life was rising
The actors got up
Chatting in the kitchen
Coffee and cigarettes

Stage plays filled their shelves
Peoples of envy and goodness
Names dripping from paper
On the actors' tongues

Mob of rage and love
I wanted to be an actor
Searched their hair
To find a life's dream

The actors were gently snoring
Asleep they belonged together
Their sleep obeyed a rhythm
So I laid down between them

To awake in a fortress
Grey and barren rocks
Cold wind whistling
Mountains and avalanches

This was a lonely place
Nowhere a sign of life
The actors were lacking
I wanted to be like them

Long since the actors died
I preserve their hair
In the fortress of my wishes
Mountains and avalanches

A red path leads to our cave
To a secluded place
Far from everything forgiven
The cave surmounts the sea

Years ago I built it from stone
So you'd place pictures there
Left behind my odor
Among your ***** hair

The cave grew into our lives
Our children were born
The cave is located in Eden
Between sea and heaven

I didn't sense that
So I resisted the cave
Therefore I destroyed our cave
Burnt your hair

You remained in the debris
To rebuild the cave
Soon it smelled of flowers
Friendly with life

Meanwhile I searched the sea
Diving through bitter saltwater
At night it was freezing
Remotely our cave was glowing

Defiantly I was yelling in the sea
Since I wanted to be a great god
Triumphing over the sea
Until I stopped breathing

So I awoke on rocks
The sea was yelling brutally
Blood in my mouth
I had lost this battle

Finally I gave up
Half dead on the ground
Looking at the cave
Our cave by the sea