I am drawing the sign of a smile
Seclusion lies in your dimples
An export from the land of the wild kids

I am from the land of the wild kids
As a child I despised the world
I deceived and lied to grown-ups

That is my origin
I feared the day of my youth
So I ignored my growth
Locked myself in a hard shell
Buried the key behind my heart

So that nobody would spot me
That's how I ruled the land of the wild kids
When fighting my skin was ripped open
New skin was growing; I was grinning
I stored layers of my skin

I never let go of anything; I was growing claws
Then a new day came
The wild kids had grown up
Scattered in the winds of separation
A light was shining on my lips
This light was reminding me of something
So I awoke; decades had past

Now I see light on your face
I named you Eden
Cause you're a garden of calm

I am putting confidence in your hands
Take it between your fingertips
It's the confidence of solitary decades
I am from the land of solitude
A land behind the gaps of secrets
There I lay in a bed of fog
Folding my hands

I folded my hands in the bed of fog
A voice coming from the speaker
The voice implored me
A high and clear voice
This voice stood up against death

I folded my hands against dying
In a puddle of poisoned dreams
Leeches were swimming inside the puddle
Close to my fleshy lids

The voice was speaking clear words
In a good and strong language
This language described a light
The green and naked light of birth
Words dropping down as mother blood
Dripping inside my dying mouth

Certainly this made me laugh
I was laughing like life's first day
Such a thorough and naked laughter
Among the blood of clear words

That day I came into the world

Everything evolves from awakening
Thus a dream is beginning
A dream made of love and lights
A dream for all my children
I am the father of cries
Father of dreams and lights
Faithful father of dreams

Pass me the bowl of awakening
Uncountable words are in this bowl
Spoken by the deceased Welshman
A gentleman of courage and light
A gentleman for the children's voices
Who stemmed from my dreams
To die in the lap of my love
To recur in a dream
Dream of dead and colorful words
Spoken by children

I feed the nation of resentment with love
Because I was born in a dream
In this dream benevolence triumphs
Benevolence of love and lights
Words live under my skin
Spoken by a dead Welshman
Constituted of love and lights
To deliver the nation of resentment

I was born in a dream
Dream of love for my children
Who sleep in the streets
Vanishing under the colorful sun
Crying and grinning and raging
The children came inside my dream
Dream of love and lights
Words under my skin
Spoken by a deceased Welshman

Free of remorse is my promise
Consisting of my dream's lights
My children wrote it down
Under the walls of oblivion
Below my parent's graves
Where my children were sobbing
The children's tears became words
Languages evolved from these words
Wandering over the planet
Among the mouths of dreams
Children yelled the words into the sea
Where they vanished in the waves
Thus a dream was beginning
A dream of love and lights
A dream by the father of cries
A dream for the goodness of my children

Every time I stop existing
While closing my eyes
In another life we're lovers
I took care of everything
Chastened the sick angels
Nobody crawls over this endless street
Ninetynine white birds
My undershirt's made of iron
Sweat is silver for the love

So I elevate you easily
Under the horizon of dunes
I came yesterday morning
From the land of guilt
Where heads roll like super *****

I got here yesterday morning
From the land of gulit
Red balloons were destroyed
Tunnels lead to tunnels
I'm writing in an iron undershirt
So you'll be reading about escapades
I'm alive for your life of reading

All is been taken care of
Reddish clouds are gonna yawn
Between midnight and dawn
Lukewarm seawater early in the morning
Tiredly you are giggling
Exhaustedly you're falling asleep

I saw the end of the wind
In a loop of time and dreams
For the birth of the benevolent
The love in a balloon's belly button
Between fingertip and string
In the grin of a canned child
Who is a belthead
Who ran through deserts
Among fathers and mirages
To pick up desert and water
To forget the sand and the water

I impregnated the end of the wind
With the cludgel of avarice
My head was bursting in wishes
I would spot demons made of gold
Dancing through the channels of future
Dressed in the loss of real love

I saw the end of love
Amid a chaos of winds
Within the fathers of mirages
Blown through the lips of the flying ones
In a mesh of tunnels
Tunnels are good for the dawn
The people of broken angels recover there
Come into my hug of winds
Deserts and waters belong to the wind
I got love for the luggage of your dreams
Red, round, real, racing, ripe love

Get me out of this hell!
Blood running down from walls
Sick angels dying in meat
Their wings are burning
Living for one second
In a sunken drawer
By the forehead of water marbles
The day falls into moments
While you're standing at a fence
A red glistening on the neck
Truly honored and truly degraded
Beat me up with your wings!

The thick finger on your lips
Your saliva is silk-colored
The angels recovered in a red night
In the channels of olive-green waters
Star-painted toenails
Engaged in discussions
Keep me in your wings


Lead me to the paradise of Eden
To breach heaven's wall
Back of the blood
I emerged in a crow; I became silence
Evanescence is good for the night
Walls and dungeons are dreams
I have no idea about that
At night you wake me up
Fragrant as the flowers of Eden
The snake becomes a giant

Let Me Sign!

Prepare the contract
I am a fat vulture
Heavy from the garbage of money
Flesh is gleaming in the mirror
The flesh of my songs
So I walk pregnant
Rs and bs hanging down
No one saw it coming

Let me sign!
Loads of flesh are steaming
In the haze of my songs mmh

Come into my womb!
You depend on my stench
I live by the night-colored gate
The pregnancy takes time

Don't jump the gun. Ever!
Draw the contract up
In the shade of the pine leaves
At some point I wrote on them
So you would track us

Let me sign!
With an aquarian's blood
All ****** were killed in action. Do listen!

Let me sign!
Paint the contract with your hair
Trace visions in it
Visions of a sick angel
Who came to Earth for bliss
Getting jumped by vultures
Hounded through nights
Abandoned in the rain
Reborn as a balloon

My arms are wide open
Receptive for paradise breath
Addicted to vultures
Their long tails are tongues
Hissing like fire at the horizon
I came and yet crushed the embers
Do listen!

Let me sign. Tonight.
With the blood of the aquarian.
Do listen! Chimpanzees reign our planet
Wearing golden tie pins
All chimpanzees are bawling

Let me sign!