The well of illusion
This is just the dance and we try to survive
among bullet holes and aimless ways
paralytic time consumer save us
dignified and trustful prayers diving deep inside faith and falling
wrapped in veils of pain and perfect fear
it seemed so easy when you embrace me (while bullets passed our bed)
to the soundtrack of our heartbeats
we�re fighting with blades against illusions
on all our streets we sip the poison of the cracks and
we dream about the explosion of all backdoors



Sweet secrets of miss byrth
numb hidden from emotions she could feel her dead child
rocked silent in a parallel world
that was made for solitude and not with love
formless scars along tender arms
once made up in solitude and childish rage
(fear stirs through the eyes of the midwife
fear stirs through the eyes of my mother)
something soft�s awakening
something soft�s awakening tears her vivid worlds into pieces
with all the words they say
with all the words they say they save the death
once they cried for you (will she come home)
she just wants to hear your naked scream
(waste the time before the end this is the condolence when you say
�you never expect what you do� and we sing and delve and never want to
extract these things and just go on)
hate to the freak
free, free, free forever



Lying in ashes
tell me what do I need in the night in solitude
on the white shore dripping oh where is that ghost
the echoes and the sounds recalling the obscure shapes
cause I could not die till I once looked on you
cause I feared I might afterward lose you
(why..) is this your goodbye
welcome save me welcome save me
tell me what do I need in the night in solitude
on the white shore dripping oh where is that ghost
in this vacuum never filled with symmetry
the corpse of a dream never filled with sympathy
welcome save me welcome save me.
why can�t you stay with me in the night forever
the echoes have started to live within me
creeping up to my ears and laving me softly all over
creeping up in me, never more shall I escape
Never again leave me to be the peaceful child



Dancing with neon angels
I care for all the meanings god send me to feel life.
in the shade of a wintersky my hero will survive.
this is my white december, my tender window-winter,
so bleach, so deep, that I don�t sleep.
I stand up here forgotten, too free that I�ll die in my insanity,
await the day I�ll understand me, feel life is not worth thinking about me.
I trust the medicine that rocks me to sleep when you want to fade away.
scratch the surface don�t scratch inside, disfigure all the lies.
scratch in his heart don�t scratch your skin (if you want to save him�)
when I need to fall asleep,
when I want to fade away, I trust you and all of you.
(what is a light in a million, and what is a light left alone?
what is my light in a mirror, and when will it come back home?
a light from a distance
spreading into dancing rainbows�)
you love the dance on the edge of the life,
let me sing the soundtrack to your dance.
when I say, you�re going to kill, you�re living in me.
scratch the surface don�t scratch inside disfigure all the lies
scratch in his heart don�t scratch your skin (if you want to save him�)