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"Stigmata"

"Stigmata"


I made one step back and reached out my hand...
to touch my picture in the mirror
I'm sticking in an amour of fear
Observing my image from the outside
I can't believe what's left of myself...
I always tried my best and I never justified
I tried so hard but in the end it doesn't even matter
nobody's out there, no one to hold my hand
I can't believe what's left of myself
my time is up
I feel like I'm gone as long before - my time is up
my time is up
I made one step back and reached out my hand
to touch my picture in the mirror
I'm sticking in an armour of fear
observing my image from the outside
I can't believe what's left of myself...
I feel like I'm gone as long before - my time is up
 
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"Stop Running"

"Stop Running"


Don't be afraid of me, I'll be there for you - night and day.
I'll show you things which make you laugh.
I'll show you things which make you smile.
Let me be your friend.
Give me the chance to conclude.
Let me erase this time, 'cause when I look around, I see just pain.
This awful time that makes you sick.
This awful time that makes you cry.
Let me be your friend.
Give me the chance to conclude what drives you insane.
Don't run away from your inner fears,
I'll be there for you - forever - whatever you'll say.
I'll be there for you - forever - in every way.
So what's your answer now, are we friends or should I leave you alone
I'll show you things which make you laugh.
I'll show you things which make you smile.
Let me be your friend.
Give me the chance to conclude what drives you insane.
 
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"Storm Of Rage"

"Storm Of Rage"


walls collapse onto me, I ride the storm of rage
a mistake became a chain - reaction and the
reflection falls upon me
it's time for change, understanding and
faith are what friends are about, but on every corner
disappointment (is waiting, every wall would have
understood me better), I am cold.
I stand alone and all that remains is the hope
for help, the anger is strong and threatens to
destroy me, because what was will never be again,
too much has happened and the mind becomes dull,
it is the tragedy of time, a sea of tears for grief,
but from the shadows of my tears, of my past, you
come and give me your hand, tame my anger
my tears fade and together we fight as friend
together we fight as friend for (the) time.
 
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"Summerdream"

"Summerdream"


The finest breeze of wind, born is the beautiful
Lonely in a wide open space
There is nothing to see of the world, only dream
Lonely in a wide open space
Nobody there to help, dead!!!...
The sun is low, the moon is high
The middle is my consciousness
The middle of day and night, a life in harmony
No fear, no pain, immortal for one moment
I'm screaming up to the sky right into infinity
Silence!
Blood overruns my body
I'm tumbling down, imminent to drown in my own blood
Nobody there to help, dead!!!
 
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"Sunday's Words"

"Sunday's Words"


What can ever bloom again,
when the power to live is missing,
dryness sows hate inside of my heart.
Fading lust, a flower made of stone, forgotten in being.
Broken of life, disintegrated of illusion.
The dread lets me feel the force of love,
to refuse my power, I hate the thirst of love.
It will judge me, judge me until death.
Sunday means flesh.
 
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"Supervision Until Death"

"Supervision Until Death"


tortured by the agony of self laceration - full of pain
and fear - my sense of self-preservation keeps me
alive - the whole way of life paved by affliction
and danger - more & more I recognize the cruelty
of reality - reality the greatest plot of life
one walks - talks - sees - breathes - but doesn’t
live - no - rather serve the growing edifice
that controls our so - called life - death gives
way to the living - straight into freedom
way out of this edifice
everyone a brick in this stonework
and day by day more people live in it
hour by hour their power rises
and inevitably steals our breath
 
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"Sycamore Dreams"

"Sycamore Dreams"


You're the source.
My disbelief in innocence arise.
Feel that ghost seducing me.
Try to reach a hand in that golden circle.
You are no angel. And my heart is more than emptiness.
In the shadow of myself and I sleep under the trees
and no one else is sleeping well.
Burn me tonight. Feeling my lies slip away.
Burn me tonight.
And kill the demos in me.
Facing a saint feeling my life slip away.
Burn me tonight.
Until I'm disappointed.
Burn me tonight and kill the demons in me.
I disbelief in the summer in pearl lake.
I'm the pine float.
And now you're falling apart from me.
You are no angel!!!
 
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"The Awakening"

"The Awakening"


I buried my dreams out of my fear to fail.
But this fear created a hope that woke me up....
THE AWAKENING......
THE AWAKENING......
THE AWAKENING......
 
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"The Beloved And The Hatred"

"The Beloved And The Hatred"


Where is your...
Where is your...
Where is your love
The Smaller the keys - bigger the locks
closure of dorms - for the hatred
pick a key and watch!
sesame open - just meaningless words
Tell me, where's your love
Tell me, where your heart
don't look back to that start
where's your love.
A daring mixture of shelter and temptation
the one who dares will gain the blame
lines web into my heat
to tear it slightly apart
Where is your love
Where is your heart
Tell me, where's your love
Tell me, where your heart
don't look back to that start
where's your love
Where is your love???
 
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"The Bogeyman"

"The Bogeyman"


The bogeyman is waiting in the shadows of your dreams.
You‘re afraid to fall asleep.
You‘re awake ’til you‘re too weak.
Come sweetie come it‘s bogey time,
let me in and you‘ll be mine.
This pain I bottled up inside.
This pain you’ll never know.
This pain that‘s accusing you.
My scars don’t even begin to show.
Your soul is broken and can never be mend.
You are trapped in a silent cage.
Come Sweetie, Come!
Come sweetie come it‘s bogey time,
let me in and you‘ll be mine.
Run sweetie run, cry and fade,
this will be your last serenade.
Run, Cry, Fight, Die…
This pain I bottled up inside.
This pain you’ll never know.
This pain that‘s accusing you.
My scars don’t even begin to show.
Here comes the bogeyman – penetrates your dreams.
Here comes the bogeyman - taking white giving red.
 
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