1. |
Wretchedness
05:11
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Just promise me
To hold my hands
Too weak to see
Too empty to feel
Too tired to hear
Too wasted to function
No time to excuse
No need to explain
HOLD MY HANDS
Your world breaks in
True taste unbearable
Nothing to believe in
Nothing to hold onto
There's only this
Ocean of emptyness
And you will drown in the
blood of your wretchedness
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2. |
We Ruin What We Sow
02:08
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What we have got are black roses,
but they‘re dyed red.
That's how we protect
what has never been.
In the silence of screams
we're resistant to hear
where the focus is
on a constant and gentle humming
and where paralysis
has taken over
Living like we're
never going to die.
Saving face.
Remaining silent.
Tolerating what we strictly oppose.
We ruin what we sow
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3. |
End Transmission
07:10
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Täusch die Welt
aber täusch nicht dich
Du bist getarnt,
Dein Lächeln -täglich- Pflicht
Ich habe einen Namen
und er ist Schuld
Stimmen hörst Du
willst nur nicht
Hände reichen
greifst sie nicht
Menschen lächeln
traust Du nicht
Jeder Start ein
grau gemaltes Ende
Blaue Farben
blaue Wände
Alles Enden, alles
nur ein Traum
Was im Spiegel
erkennst Du kaum
Täusch die Welt
aber täusch nicht dich
Du bist getarnt,
Dein Lächeln -täglich- Pflicht
Ich habe einen Namen
und er ist Schuld
Rufst Du mich
geh ich zu Dir hin
Ich habe keinen Namen ich bin Geduld.
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4. |
Asubha
07:55
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We think we understand
We think we know
the origin of suffering
with a condescending gaze
and fuck you face
we give advice even if we have no clue
Do you believe in energies?
Do you even feel yourself at all?
We are teaching we give advice
We think we understand the meaning of impermanence
Do you really think it's something beautiful?
If we would really understand we would stop … right now …
we would stop and breathe.
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5. |
Slave
04:12
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6. |
Rose's Nucleus
07:35
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Blood pumping machines
Guided by dead souls
A death not yet deceased
The lived life feeds of that
which we call love
(uses the taste of an object
An auspicious glance
Promises the world
- Warmth for one moment)
A rose's nucleus
Infused with ash
and cold sweat
- THE AWAKENING SHAME -
Dust of familiar
sensations but still
There is so much to hold
- WHEN THERE IS NOTHING TO LOSE -
nothing to lose
WHY AM I HERE
BRING ME OUT
SET ME FREE
PURIFY ME
FROM THIS HAZE
I just don't get it
I can't take this
Anymore
These prison bars
Are narrowing
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Chambers Berlin, Germany
"On the one hand, there is grittyness, dirt, dust, and decay. On the other hand, there is creation, nuance, emergence, and a sense of multi-finality. "
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