1. 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?


2. 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.


3. 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


4. 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.


5. 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.


6. 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


7. 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.


8. 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.


9. 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.