1. THE OTHER

(Instrumental)


2. CREEPING FORWARD

Am I standing on my feet
Or does the ground move?
The horizon looks like a tunnel mouth
I want to reach it, creeping, slow…
Pictures of known faces all around
I loose the grip on foreign floors
Flickering shadows are blinking at me
I'm sliding through a undred doors

I feel my way on thorny rails
The scratches guide me home
Wherever I will find it
It's not where I come from
The veil of lead is soaring
The hints of the seer confuse me
Creeping, shiftless roaming
Deranged suggestions fee

Every view looks up
The knobby stair winds higher
I don't know where I am
The palmist seems to be a liar


3. TREADMILL

Hands of the clock are rising through the dawn
Straining at your velvet wrap of dreams
The myths are fading, that Morpheus showed you
The bell will tear, what you think does it mean?

Black clouds obscure the sparkling moon
Which conjures you the sweets of life
´til the memory comes back too soon
And cuts your fairy- tale with the knife

So the daily treadmill turns round and round
Crushing uniqueness to uniform
Building the rock for your tombstone
Until you're nameless forgotten and gone

It´s the click before the ringing
Right now the daily nightmare starts
The ship of fools you´re in is sinking
While you´ll sell your soul on the marts

So the daily treadmill...


4. THE SUMMER OF THE HORSE

Dreaming of being high above the red sky
That`s what she buys - intensified
Sinking deeper into a land where a helpful hand
Doesn't exist
Running! Running!
With the power of the horse

Thinking about coming home but the ways
(are) unknown - she rides alone
Laughing! Crying! Lying! Trying!
The contract she endorses
An unpredictable force

My summer is your summer
But your summer is only
The summer of the horse

Highfly above the red sky
That`s why she forgets to cry
She forgets all but her greed
All she feels is her need


5. WAY HOME

Left of all doubts to break the line
Parting from the spaceship, feeling so fine
Turning away from present and past
Floating to earth, free at last

Nothingness fills me with silence and awe
Erase the horizon of all weakness I saw
Purification from glory and pride
Hope for salvation in this crimson tide

Driftin' through the shallowness of mind reaching the place for
Thinking 'bout the shallowness of mind taking me to the
Edges of the shallowness of mind built and smashed with
Madness and the shallowness of mind and everything else out there...

Years so lonely I spent in this space
No one to feel, no closeness no face
Hope for the end of this endless roam
I open the door to start my way home...

Driftin'...


6. ORGIES OF SORROW

A yearning for longing that's all what remains
After all these years now you`re only singing hymns of pain
Feelings of oppressiveness, dejection and distress
Weakness of will - impossibility of nothingness

Weariness rests in your brain …
Are you an unhappy man or are you just insane?
Apathy, the discipline of contempt
Becomes your religion and you don`t feel exempt

You are so full of bitterness today
In your world you struggle on your way
`cause you know that once again after tomorrow
The days will be full of orgies of sorrow


7. BLURRED TRUTH

Throw your mind behind
I would think about it, but I cannot tell you
I should speak about it
I don't know the truth, but I'd believe in you

See the doubts in your eyes
If you try to hide try to escape in time
You can't hide your lies
Whatever you do it cannot bleach your sign
Turn your look inside
Is this what you want and what you're looking for
Have you found your light
Is this now the path that you always saw

Don't you know, what you do?
There's no way to fake the past
It's starting to change the face of you
And you lose your face at last

Let these (fucking) people lie
They think it's true, what they think of you
Let these people spy
They don't know..., they won't know the truth

What they think is true
What they do is right
What they know about you
They'll never be right


8. BIRTH MEANS DEFEAT

The agony is almost too much
Life keeps me down
So every day I am going in touch
With my best friend in town
And falling down the streets again
Like an albatross from hell
Looking for a comedienne
Another love, an immortelle

Birth and chain are always the same
To see the light of the world
Means to see the handcuffs, too
It's just everyone's game
This pain is pain on the top of all the pains
I'll be a lucky man, drunken and ordinary
To me life means to lose ground
I'm a quite solitary

I'm not on the run to death
I just escape from birth
It is not worth to kill myself
'Cause it would always be too late
Failure is my fate
But I'll be a lucky man, drunken and ordinary
To be born means to be defeated
And we're all quite solitary