1. ISRAFEL
[by Edgar Allan Poe]

In Heaven a spirit doth dwell
"Whose heart strings are a lute"
None sing so wildly well
As the angel Israfel,
And the giddy stars, so legends tell,
Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell
Of his voice, all mute.
Tottering above

In her highest noon,
The enamored moon
Blushes with love,
While, to listen, the red levin
With the rapid Pleiads, even,
Which were seven,
Pauses in Heaven.

And they say, the starry choir
And the other listening things
That Israfeli's fire
Is owing to that lyre
By which he sits and sings
The trembling living wire
Of those unusual strings.

But the skies that angel trod,
Where deep thoughts are a duty
Where Love's a grown up God
Where the Houri glances are
Imbued with all the beauty
Which we worship in a star.

Therefore thou art not wrong,
Israfeli, who despisest
An unimpassioned song
To thee the laurels belong,
Best bard, because the wisest!
Merrily live, and long!

The ecstasies above
With thy burning measures suit
Thy grief, thy joy, thy hate, thy love,
With the fervor of thy lute
Well may the stars be mute!

Yes, Heaven is thine; but this
Is a world of sweets and sours
Our flowers are merely, flowers,
And the shadow of thy perfect bliss
Is the sunshine of ours.

If I could dwell
Where Israfel
Hath dwelt, and he where I,
He might not sing so wildly well
A mortal melody,
While a bolder note than this might swell
From my lyre within the sky.


2. SARAJEVO '94

And now,
Look at my light
Look at my life
We've all been buried down for years

Out of a shell
Of a grave
We're all coming back from bonfire years!

Which one has its worth now?
In which is our world left?
It's under the ashes of some lifetime
In abandonment released

You brought ruin to my soul
And drove fire over heartache
Of those who fell some still roam
Through human paradise leftovers

I can breathe what once was air
And admire what were flowers
But some memories still pass me by
In which the future is but past

And from those i speak none dares to learn
Who was man and who was worm!


3. SHE'S LOST CONTROL
[by Ian Curtis]

Confusion in her eyes that says it all
She's lost control
And she's clinging to the nearest passer by
She's lost control
And she gave away the secrets of her past
And said I've lost control again
And of a voice that told her when and were to act
She said I've control again
And she turned around
and took by the hand and said
I've lost control again
And how I'll never know just why or understand
She said I've lost control again
And she screamed out kicking on her side
and said I've control again
And seized up on the floor, I thought she'd died
She said I've lost control again,
she's lost control
Well I had to 'phone her friend to state my case
And say she's lost control again
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes
And said I've lost control again
But she expressed herself in many different ways
Until she lost control again
And walked upon the edge of no escape
And laughed I've lost control again
She's lost control again,
she's lost control


4. THEY DON'T KNOW

They don't know
In this remembrance of fate
We grew unto the plane of the sky
Now who will set the breathing spirit free?
And who will lead us from the promised land?

They don't know
But none will stay
The death holds sway
They don't know
And none will wait
Life will wait

Most will give up on this elusive path
The rest will step where living never do
Yet in this sentence i see more that death
Can i find hope where all the others fail?

They don't know
And none will say
The death holds sway
They don't know
And none will wait
Life must wait

A road from god is so long
A desolation in all pain and waste
But in the end when we run out of life
Who really serves and who is really served?

They don't know
And none will say
The death holds sway
They don't know
And none will wait
Life will wait

Dare you wait?!