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Pernicious

I'm wise enough to know
These promises pernicious
The fruit of what was sewn
And still I'm reeling
Mistrust forever more
The wake you left is vicious
Your hate can't help but show
And still I'm reeling
Done throwing coins in a wishing well
Break walls
That you have built yourself
I'm done with all the lies you speak
No more
Won't turn the other cheek
How could I have ever thought it'd be worth it
You're falling farther, and farther, and farther, and farther apart
How is it you don't know
I'm wise enough to know
These promises pernicious
The fruit of what was sewn
And still I'm reeling
Mistrust forever more
The wake you left is vicious
Your hate can't help but show
And still I'm reeling
I'm growing tired, you manipulate
Your, words
They further aggravate
I drew the line, now will you make a move
Weakness
That's what's inside of you
I am still warm from transgression, aggression
I still feel the sting, can't help but question
And suffer the wrath of conditions created by you
 

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Puppenjunge

Seht die kinder and der leine
Es zittern ihre beine
Ja, was haben sie entdeckt
Fünf köpfe sind im nass versteckt
 
Wer hat sie denn dem leib entwendet
Die jungen menschen wüst geschändet
Ein werwolf oder ein vampir
Sei auf der hut, das rat ich dir!
 
Puppenjunge, dreh dich nicht um
Die zähne sind so scharf
Puppenjunge, sei auf der hut
Sonst hol' ich dich im schlaf
 
Puppenjunge komm' doch mal mit
Ich zeig' dir mein versteck
Puppenjunge, spielst du mit mir
Danach schmeiss' ich dich weg
 
Puppenjunge
Herz und lunge
Kopf und bein
Ich koch' dich ein
Milz und bregen
Welch ein segen
Junges blut
Du schmeckst so gut
 
Puppenjunge, dreh dich nicht um
Die zähne sind so scharf
Puppenjunge, sei auf der hut
Sonst hol' ich dich im schlaf
 
Puppenjunge komm' doch mal mit
Ich zeig' dir mein versteck
Puppenjunge, spielst du mit mir
Danach schmeiss' ich dich weg
 
In der ecke steht ein sack mit menschlichen gebeinen
Schädel stehen aufgereiht und können nicht mehr weinen
 
Puppenjunge, dreh dich nicht um
Die zähne sind so scharf
Puppenjunge, sei auf der hut
Sonst hol' ich dich im schlaf
 
Puppenjunge komm' doch mal mit
Ich zeig' dir mein versteck
Puppenjunge, spielst du mit mir
Danach schmeiss' ich dich weg
 

SCG IV

Wrinkled shrunken baby heads
Poisoned spiders in the bed
Bath tub smelly clumpy red
Mommy kiss goodnight the dead

Stab my little doll with pins
Make me suffer for your sins
Once again we shall begin
The scarctic circle gathering

Four.. three.. two.. one..
Admission

Love is all around

If you're sad and feeling lonely
Don't know what to do (don't know what to do)
Just reach out, just reach out and touch somebody
Love is all around (love is all around)

Get your head up, put a smile on
Things aren't what they seem
(things aren't what they seem)

Just reach out, just reach out and touch somebody
Love is all around (love is all around)
Love is all around!

If you know our special secret
Everybody can (everybody can)

Just reach out, just reach out and touch somebody
Love is all around (love is all around)

Love is all around!
Love!!

(In the) Black Room

I - In the Black Room (I)
 
I was thinking about thinking
but it really didn't get me very far,
so I thought I'd throw a Tarot,
but I only got the Priestess and the Star.
There's a shadow cast on my future.
Past the room and I agree to buy some time....
The cards don't tell truth nor lies,
only options and cusp lines:
the furniture in the black room.
 
I've been thinking about acid,
but, it seems, there's not a reason to believe.
I don't make a vital breakthrough
and it walks me like a dog upon a lead.
It's all unreal and, the way I feel,
I'd like to try and make it on my own....
Going to the feelings is fine:
I really have me a good pleasure cruise.
But, deep in my mind,
I'm no better or worse, just open to the walls.
Paint peels in the black of my room.
 
I'm only talking about myself, ordering my treasure shelf,
documenting present feelings as the future sets me reeling....
What I'll be is what I am,
I'm simply trying not to sham or fake.
Use vision as sense and not as crutch!
It doesn't matter all that much;
in the end we will all survive,
I'm trying not to pawn my life.
 
When I'm (maybe) old and strait-laced,
shall I then deny all that I feel?
In words of bitter compromise,
re-smelt the wrath that's in my eyes like steel?
Be a hermit then?
Or be a miser?
Be a man who hasn't managed yet to write his rules?
The Fool?
The future holds my hand in the room....
 
Well, then, my ghosts shall steer down through the years
and lay a hand upon my soul
like ice.
 
II - The Tower
 
So: onto the familiar top steps!
In cloud-scud moonlight glow
the Tower reels.
Am I, the blind man,
feeling for a path I know...
don't you know that I'm only feeling for how to feel?
 
Rats run.
Snakes coil.
Fathers
stare out at the whispering night;
rub mud on their arms.
 
Spiders.
Mud boils.
Children
whimper in the human vortex;
faces glow of worms.
 
III – Thunder
 
Thunder...
Silence.
Omens....
 
I think it's coming,
all signs are very near, all signs are that
pain shall come
and change shall run
down through my heart
and shake my knees
and now it is coming,
all around is the humming
of the World.
 
Too late, with my balance gone,
dead-eyed doll,
I'm falling, falling
back to where I began....
 
IV - In the Black Room (II)
 
I'm feeling like a kid again,
I'm feeling like I just walked in the door,
and with my head on fire
I wrote this song - I don't know who it's for.
Hands held fast in camera,
I'll swear I heard the Stammerer exclaim:
'I am a traveller, unraveller,
I only live through pain, and shame, and change!'
 
In my room, the secret tomb, I can see
future forms, space-time storms:
they're all me,
and I've only got to choose!
 
In my head I am dead, if I fall
in the trap,
the subtle lap,
a safety's pall....
but I'm living while I choose....