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Mutter

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Die Tränen greiser Kinderschar
Ich zieh sie auf ein weißes Haar
Werf in die Luft die nasse Kette
Und wünsch mir, dass ich eine Mutter hätte

Keine Sonne die mir scheint
Keine Brust hat Milch geweint
In meiner Kehle steckt ein Schlauch
Hab keinen Nabel auf dem Bauch

Ich durfte keine Nippel lecken
Und keine Falte zum Verstecken
Niemand gab mir einen Namen
Gezeugt in Hast und ohne Samen

Der Mutter die mich nie geboren
Hab ich heute Nacht geschworen
Ich werd ihr eine Krankheit schenken
Und sie danach im Fluss versenken

In ihren Lungen wohnt ein Aal
Auf meiner Stirn, ein Muttermal
Entferne es mit Messers Kuss
Auch wenn ich daran sterben muss

In ihren Lungen wohnt ein Aal
Auf meiner Stirn, ein Muttermal
Entferne es mit Messers Kuss
Auch wenn ich verbluten muss

Emenius Sleepus

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I saw my friend the other day
And I don’t’ know
Exactly just what he became
It goes to show

It wasn’t long ago
And I was just like you
And now I think I’m sick
And I want to go home

How have I been? How have you been?
It’s been so long
What have you done with all your time
And what went wrong?

I knew you back then
And you, you knew me
And now I think you’re sick
I want to go home

Anybody ever say no?
Ever tell you that you weren’t right?
Where did all the little kid go?
Did you lose it in a hateful fight?
And you know it’s true

It wasn’t long ago
And I was just like you
And now I think I’m sick
And I want to go home

Through the Never

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All that is, was and will be
Universe much too big to see
Time and space never ending
Disturbing thoughts, questions pending
Limitations of human understanding

Too quick to criticize
Obligation to survive
We hunger to be alive

All that is, ever
Ever was, will be ever
Twisting, turning, through the never

In the dark, see past our eyes
Pursuit of truth, no matter where it lies
Gazing up to the breeze of the heavens
On a quest, meaning, reason
Come to be, how it begun

All alone in the family of the sun
Curiosity teasing everyone
On our home, third stone from the sun

All that is, ever
Ever was, will be ever
Twisting, turning, through the never

Highway to Hell

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Living easy, living free
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride

Don’t need reason, don’t need rhyme
Ain’t nothing I would rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there too

No stop signs, speed limit
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it
Nobody’s gonna mess me around

Hey Satan, paid my dues
Playing in a rocking band
Hey mama, look at me
I’m on my way to the promised land

I’m on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I’m on the highway to hell
Highway to hell

Don’t stop me…

Bittersweet Memories

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You turn me off at the push of a button
And you pretend that I don’t mean nothing
I’m not a saint, that’s easy to tell
But guess what honey, you ain’t no angel

You like to scream, use words as a weapon
Well, go ahead, take your best shot, woman
I wanna leave you, it’s easy to see
But guess what honey, it’s not that easy

So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There’s nothing left to say, so

Take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories

I wanna run and escape from your prison
But when I leave I feel something is missing
I’m not afraid, that’s easy to tell
This can’t be heaven, it feels like I’m in hell

You’re like a drug that I can’t stop taking
I want more and I can’t stop craving
I still want you, it’s easy to see
But guess what honey, you’re not that good for me

Benzin

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Ich brauche Zeit, kein Heroin
Kein Alkohol, kein Nikotin
Brauch keine Hilfe, kein Koffein
Doch Dynamit und Terpentin

Ich brauche Öl für Gasolin
Explosiv wie Kerosin
Mit viel Oktan und frei von Blei
Einen Kraftstoff wie Benzin

Brauch keinen Freund, kein Kokain
Brauch weder Arzt noch Medizin
Brauch keine Frau nur Vaselin
Etwas Nitroglyzerin

Ich brauche Geld für Gasolin
Explosiv wie Kerosin
Mit viel Oktan und frei von Blei
Einen Kraftstoff wie Benzin

Es fließt durch meine Venen
Es schläft in meinen Tränen
Es läuft mir aus den Ohren
Herz und Nieren sind Motoren

Willst du dich von etwas trennen
Dann musst du es verbrennen
Willst du es nie wieder sehen
Lass es schwimmen in Benzin

Cyanide

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Say, is that rain or are they tears
That stained your concrete face for years?
That crying, weeping, shedding strife
Year after year, life after life

A narrow freshly broken ground
A concrete angel laid right down
Upon the grave which swallows fast
It’s peace at last, oh, peace at last

Empty they say
Death, won’t you let me stay?
Empty they say
Death, hear me call your name
Oooooooh, call your name

Suicide? I’ve already died
It’s just the funeral I’ve been waiting for
Cyanide! Living dead inside
Break this empty shell forevermore…

Nymphetamine

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Bared on your tomb
I’m a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?

For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter, Nymphetamine

Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better, Nymphetamine

Holier Than Thou

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The crap rolls out your mouth again
Haven’t changed, your brain is still gelatin
Little whispers circle around your head
Why don’t you worry about yourself instead?

Who are you? Where you been? Where you from?
Gossip burning on the tip of your tongue
You lie so much you believe yourself
Judge not lest ye be judged yourself

Before you judge me take a look at you
Can’t you find something better to do
Point the finger, slow to understand
Arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand

It’s not who you are, it’s who you know
Others’ lives are the basis of your own
Burn your bridges and build them back with wealth
Judge not lest ye be judged yourself

Holier than thou
You are
Holier than thou
You are

YOU… KNOW… NOT!

P.S. Should I call this a sequel?

Master of Puppets

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End of passion play, crumbling away
I’m your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your death’s construction

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror

Taste me, you will see
More is all you need
Dedicated to
How I’m killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master, master

Master of puppets, pulling your strings
Twisting your mind, smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name ’cause I’ll hear you scream
Master, master

Master, master
Where’s those dreams that I’ve been after?
Master, master
Promised only lies

Laughter, laughter
All I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, laughter
Laughing at my cries, fix me babe

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Never ending maze, drift on numbered days
Now your life is out of season

I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master, master