Confused completely, tried to find it easily -
what‘s behind your iron curtain.
Confusion is sex -
went out of the blue, deep into black.
I‘ve lost my fancy, i‘ve lost my smile.
Wondered about the warfare you didn‘t care.
About frozen lips, i‘ve lost my spirit -
and the skin was a bomb-field now.
My heart was too open and yr touches too sweet -
Hate to write lines which can‘t go too deep.
Then nothing is left to say -
except empty word patterns in a strange way.
Self-mercy surrounds my stomach -
still have this strange headache.
I went too far, you spent a little tear -
and everything confirmed the well known fear.

Bury the hatchet please - make the fire cease.
Let‘s walk the path of freedom.
Don‘t fill in celerity, in an uncertain reality.
Some people try to stunt me.
Blather-skites spit my joy of life,
on a banner, working like a misanthropical hammer.
Harsh Reality in nursery rhimes -
ok, knuckling under - well, it‘s so fine.
Bury the hatchet please - make the fire cease.
Some people promised a parrot.
later, I found myself in a dark spot.
One short locomotion,
made me ending up in an ocean,
where nursery rhimes lost all the emotions.

Where i‘m moving like a hammer
smashing everything, which crosses my way.
It‘s a pitty, that i don‘t understand.
It‘s a shame that i missed yr hand.
I‘m getting out of breath,
I‘m getting close to the edge.
Where‘s home, where‘s love?
Where‘s this domestic place?
I‘m out of space,
I‘m near to craze.
Believe me, I‘m able to love,
so much, even I‘m able to dig my grave.
I‘m out of words, because it hurts.

Saw an x-ray girl passing gas
Found the rain in the oil as a base
The silvermachine went to craze
One, two beats - the right way to kick the start.
There was a smell, I‘ve pressed a fart.
Joke said the humourless and laughed -
Suicide is not funny,
but it‘s a natural way to say goodbye.
He won‘t do it, i wage.
I sent my fears into a cage.
Safer sex with toilet women,
it‘s not exactly what we mean.
So, the tour went on,
and i made a big bow around every phone.
Got inspired by a spiritual dream,
Nice perspectives, before i‘ve never seen.
At the end i made a big mistake.
Soon, all the the inspirations, feelings it coud take.

We throw you out, you stood in my back.
Your scream was loud, you had no respect.
People around you became to an insect.
Your ignorance was program,
you couldn‘t recognize who i am.
Father, your life is out of thrill,
drinking cheap wine isn‘t a skill.
You thought, there‘s an unspoken power, sacrified in your hands.
But mother‘s life-lust won at the end.
I heard, your sexuality didn‘t exist at all.
Having sex with a woman, isn‘t the same like fucking a wall.
Your inspiration ended up, where dreams usually start.
Hey, you have lost in so many parts.
What‘s behind the art, blowing farts?
Father, your life is out of thrill,
drinking cheap wine isn‘t a skill.
You thought there‘s an unspoken power, sacrified in your hand.