1. GAIA

A new serum eradicates the illness. An
Old man rises from his wheelchair .When
Suffering unknown attacks the painless
And common animals are becoming rare.

As water spins in circles twice, spiders,
Snakes and the little mice get twisted
Around and tumble down. When nature
Calls we all shall drown. If the earth is
Dying of a growing thirst rain shall fall
On dried out soil.
And every kind of bud
Shall burst a sough of relief to insects -
Turmoil.
As water spins in circles twice,
Spiders, snakes and the little mice get
Twisted around and tumble down. When
Nature calls we all shall drown.


2. THE AR

Within the heart of every man
This symbol is its deep, a truly
All descending power but
Unfortunately still asleep.

You may put your hands before
Your eyes but its gleam is neverending.

How much you
Turn it inside out it conceals
Just understanding.

The five pointed grey star carven,
The sign of the Aryan race,
The five pointed grey star carven on
The forehead of an evil face


3. WHATEVER THAT HURTS

Decoction of Jimsonweed slimy trailing plants distil. Claustrophobia and blood mixed
Seed cursed downstairs against my will.
Cobweb sticks to molten years,
Cockroaches served with cream.
I wipe the silver bullet tears
And with every tear a dream...

Honey tea, psilocybe larvae.
Honeymoon, silver spoon, psilocybe tea.

Energy trickles with the tide.
Masterminds and the suicide squad
Drink acid water by my side,
Stake the saviour of their daily fraud.
Overfilled toothpaste tubes,
Sleepless and timeless faces.
Drippety drop on sugarcube,
The one eyed's eye twinkles and gazes...

Honey tea, psilocybe larvae.
Honeymoon, silver spoon, psilocybe tea.


4. VISIONNAIRE

With a solar knife
I split the sky and walk right in between
To search the answers to every "Why?",
Where I have seen the unseen.
I stole the colour of night to get out of your sight.

I am the visionaire, follow me
If you dare...
I count the stars in my hands
And dream myself strong
To watch them twinkle on my command
As once a year in midwinter songs.
I stole the colour of night to get out of your sight.

I am the visionaire,
follow me if you dare...


5. THE AR

Within the heart of every man
This symbol is its deep, a truly
All descending power but
Unfortunately still asleep.

You may put your hands before
Your eyes but its gleam is neverending.

How much you
Turn it inside out it conceals
Just understanding.

The five pointed grey star carven,
The sign of the Aryan race,
The five pointed grey star carven on
The forehead of an evil face