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„...God or god?” My aim is out of reach and Unable to achieve My aim will never be sniffed Or touchable Becuase I'm furning pale Like the face of death Which tend to tease My temptation and turn The evil into nothingness Eventually teaching How to love I'm asking the God Who would you become if I didn't stay By you and longer? Would you remain the God or god? And I'm asking For the reason Who would you become if I didn't stay By you and longer? I'm asking the God Who am I? „In the mist ...” part I I'm still inexpensible I am the part of something I don't know and ever won't Asking if I love However I want to know How much worth ist the love That vanished despite It's immortality Is there a feeling That could be compared with It's external charm at lonliness? In the mist I pace I pace alone And wihle looking at the whole world I doubt about the God and love In the mist I pace I pace alone I'm thinking all the time But nothing improves Cause what's the sense Of thought itself? Is there a feeling That could be compared with It's external charm at lonliness? So don't ask me if I love You don't know where to tread either. „The world and dream” Tanks for the sound They're both bread and water, sea and land, soil and air, Cry and laughter, sigh sometimes, God and human Thanks for the violin, for guitar and flute I wish I were the master of song The master of muses The Muse pay the homage As I raise my fist Play with me And sing with me Be my guitar Not the note's victim I draw the world of smell The colour's world I beg the rose not to prick strong I won't give you to the tistles The rose the holy canary I ascend and you will create One of the miracles with me I wish I were the flower The little, seen as large thought, The world of shadow The world of the abyss The world of the light The earth full of sin The mother of lechery Hit my conscience Beat my soul „It is night” It is night It is night And the end with it The last scream of life Become silent in the sea of tears Crying of a baby took a wind Somewhere to a distance The flower of human's hate Opens gloomy world It is night And the end with it Heaven's brightness There's no stars Only in a distance On a crossroads of souls The last scream of life It is night It is night Mother of burnt gardens Heart of stone deserts It is night And the end with it The dream of Eden died. „In the mist....” part II In the mist I pace alone I'm getting faster and tasting The sarour thath you Have never known Due to your divinity Human beign The most excellent creature of God Drowns down into it's imperfection Creeping throught The paradise of the earth Like the snake with smashing head Don't talk about love Which Is beign killed by Never ending Always present hate There had not been Anything without it But the love Would have been instead In the mist I pace alone. „In the mist...” part III Insanity madness Come closer till I am human myself I am human myself till I am the evil one Put the sable around my head In order to clean Offset all the hate I am bronded with the evil As pure and perfect As the unreal love Ever used to be Your star will never shine for me I am branded with the evil As pure and perfect As the unreal love Ever used to be Your star will never shine for me „Chasing the moral's luxury” You've never said the world till its end Always afraid of disappointment And the lack of light You've been waiting for forgetting Chasing the moral's luxury You establish yourself in the narrow frames You think that love has deceived you But you haven't even experienced it You reckon it's too late to catch its wings Remember it is yet early dawn It seems to you like you loved remembrance But it dispise you 'Cause the future is its sister And tim is servant too. „Falseness and struggle” Chasing the moral's luxury You establish yourself in the narrow frames That you're higher whitout saying divine After all, you're still afraid of something You fell the flow thoghtlessly Although it is the wind's noise only It's not even the deep breath However, you're still building up Never access the losing thought to your mind Having killed them before they're born You push them away and compress unawares Until your conscience will brust out You're keen to be tried sometimes But never ascend antything pure You have never discovered the gold That you only wanted to touch You think that your belief is enough However, yours can set the little fire Artificial is the world In which you tend to wade. „Your love” Your love Is supposed to be The model one However it's hard to find All over the world Will my life continue Only for this seductive smell As I am still Atraid at love I'm supposed to wait For this trivial Thought perfect Creature of God's emptiness Who am I for you Lord? I can't understand Do I have to belive In your love while being Drowned like stone In the world at moral stench I'm runnig faster towards The aim althought The one is unknow And who could I become Without you, God? I don't want to leave Despite the fact you I don't want to leave Do care about every sheeps. lyrics added by ROBIN - Modify this lyrics
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