mesmo se você nao fala
desculpa, mas você me faz feliz

e sim, eu sei
estamos sempre tão longe
como a distância da galáxia
talvez longe demais

mas você me dá esse sentimento
cada vez que uma e outra vez

talvez seja impossível
um outro sonho perdido
talvez seja possível
se nos ambos são fortes

faz o que quiser
viva a sua vida
como será viver
de qualquer maneira
te amo

they can be happy
don't realize much
about all that's happening
in this sickened world
drinking and partying
just living your life
not giving a single ****
when the world dies
not giving a single ****
about another persons life

they can not be happy
a reason they don't have
nagging and crying
running in circles
is that possibly what you want
and don't know how to change
'we live a life in vain anyway'
but what do you know about fighting
have you ever fought for a certain life?

so it's sad to notice
from a distance
they only care, care
about their own world
there's nothing else to see
living in their locked cage
because they never looked
for the redeemer, the key

the bark echoes through my heart
stucked in a cage, forever
judged at birth
he was just a little pup
while some others ran free
the egoism of human
and none understands
i hope you die neighbour!
call it a soul that lives there
while a lonely dog's bark contains much more
than the soul of such deadmans
in a life without compassion

free me
free me..

why do my ears hear but not listen
everyone around me seems so calm
what's the actual reason for that
i live in this world of terror
it's a chaos in my head
games and smartphones
till you're finally dead

the pills people take
problems that i make
for something they call god sake
i see them all running
from train to train
from brain to brain
all eyes upon me
my dear pain
feeling crazy and insane

and working for what
a certain dead rat
on the corner of the street
strangers that i meet
influence of dead flowers
with misleading powers
i just wanna go away
leave me alone; okay

slayer saves my body
from smashing everything down
but who saves my mind
i frown
psychologist that doesn't reply
just another ****** institution
to unleash all my frustration?
i don't have to go to jail
even though the isolation cell
seems to be a perfect trail

if this poem hasn't structure
well it won't be me to give a ****
welcome in my crazy mind
now run over me with your truck
keep me under your control
so at the end of the day
smoking **** will be my goal
or something else to forget
stress and panic in hell

how i feel
how i fell
how i always have felt

sure something is there, behind me

perdido en un sueño
sin sonambulismo
mi piel del nieve
con las hojas de hierba
tantas cosas
tanta gente
y yo
incapacitado
en silencio
nunca más
el silencio
y yo, ahora en paz
con mi verdadera amiga
cerré mi boca para siempre

la primera vez que te vi
el tiempo se detuvo
nuestras miradas
lo único visible
sólo por un momento
como un rayo de luz
aislado del mundo
sólo tú y yo
encontrándonos
en otra dimensión
en la que vimos la luz
como una estrella fugaz
fuerte, brillante
olvidamos nuestro entorno
sólo para sentir
esta otra realidad
lleno de gotas
ven, ven
lluvia de energía positiva
toma mi mano
y caminamos a través
todos los sonidos
todos los pensamientos
apagado
sólo tus ojos
tan irreal
sólo por un momento
como un buceo en el mar
y supe
esto continuará

stuck in a prison of pain
my hands touch the bars
a little cage i find myself in
i hear something far away
****** sound of laugther
****** lies in my face
all the people seem so happy
you and your new lover
it all made me sick and tired
now the questions arise
guess my time has expired
my hands touch my ears
this life is such a dead end
what have i done wrong
why do i have to be strong
in a prison i don't belong
i crawl back and think it all over again
no more writing about you on the wall
no more other people to break my fall
the gates of hell are opened for me
maybe they want me back
maybe they want me just to see
the me has been taken from me
and i should go in to find
i embrace the darkness
i cry to clear my mind
in the prison of pain
it are my own hands that bind

el sol del universo infinito
lejos, aún tan caliente
radiantes del corazón
destellos en mi mente
eres tu
libre, ingenuo
decepcionado por solo un segundo
con una energía fuerte
la necesidad del mundo
es mi cariño
siempre-sonrisa sin pensar
difícil de alcanzar
de abajo
estoy viéndote
amarillo reflejando
todo parece más grande
pero nunca déjalo ser más gigante
que mi amor
solcito no me mandes dolor

you have to be tough
they said
you have to be strong
they said
now
we have grown cold
now
we have become stone
but forgotten
pushed into a hole
to feel - sanity
the destiny of humanity

serious
he said

why so serious
they asked

meanwhile mysterious
i know you like it, humans

my eyes flirt with every eye
without knowing

without realizing
i'm searching for trustable eyes

and why so serious
if that's the only way to reach a soul

Lekker alles voor zoete koek blijven slikken
tot het zich een aan elkaar gekleefd mengsel vormt
een vastzittende brok in de keel
waarin men langzaam
in stokkende adem

stikt

i don't feel the love of your words
just hear the questions
to make another joke of me
the laughter of evil

but how could i know what love is?
at least i felt something, close
with the devil, but that didn't matter
for an abandoned girl alone

a function for me
a function for you
a function for them
and a function for us two

is there still love?
is there still comprehension?
is there still romance
or am i from another dimension?

zo lang vechten
iets om te hechten
geef mijn mijn rechten
terug

leef
leven
recht om te leven
zonder streven

vrouw zonder einde
een punt in de zin
met tegenzin
de waanzin

it’s funny
how people lie
to themselves
and keep lying
while blaming

something
someone

(what)else

i see stars
and far away
one’s shining bright
you

blinded means hell
but nobody can tell
how i feel when
you

can’t reach
can’t touch
just a little bit
too far to know

but i believe, i do
this is fully alive
recorded and true

the dream about you

didn't know each other
very well

source of love
happy through hell

what the ****
was your problem
our problem

was it me
against your mind

was it the fakeness
you couldn't hide

discovered today
the aching pain

to think
you used your brain

but i, not too smart
i used my stupid heart

to believe in my dreams
come alive and please

but i forgot, not everyone
is ready to believe
in dreams

beautiful arms, where've you been?
i knew we were still together
you, me and nobody else
you, me forever

how do you let your arms be so beautiful
they seem so blue, though they're grey
some black plants grow on the bottom
don't wash away

your cold skin looks wide and clear to me
some salt water drops down upon your chest
to mix them, with the flow

let me drown into your arms, drown
to feel an ocean of sorrow

kankerlijer
klootzak
met een halve maan op je gezicht
het is goed bedoelt
als dat het minder erg moet maken
maar nee
het enige wat ik nodig had
was een grijntje begrip
een beetje respect misschien
nu is het al gebeurt
gezegd en gedaan
zal ik jouw gezicht liever niet meer zien
of krijg ik zin om te slaan
sorry oke
maar zonder traan
oprechtheid ver te zoeken dan
is het voorbij
niet meer dichtbij
het is gedaan
klootzak
en nog bedankt voor de argwaan

quiero pensar en español otra vez
hablar con una persona nueva
esta persona de mi mente
quien he cambiado
está cambiando
cada día
ella
mi vida
siento que va muy rápido
a veces siento como dos
accelerando los pasos
a la mente formada
según ella
mi vida
yo

still angry to see
how these mofos
damaged me
apparently
i never noticed
the sandpaper
my sacrifice

left home and went on a journey of discovery
because of a voice inside told me
we are out of the dark now, beyond recovery

your touch like falling leaves, falls deep into my skin
accumulating and becoming
a mountain of magic from within

the thousand leaves, together they stand strong
my nerves feel like flying out of my body
we start singing our own song

me and the sea
my best friend and enemy
two times a day, we sing in ebb and flow
pulling everyone
down below

it's ok to make me feel sad
me and here, the living dead

because i know
one day even i'll feel alive

because i know
one day our time will come

because if we'll survive
one day we'll know everything

so don't you worry about me
and i'll let you totally free

because i know
you deserve more than this

because i know
you need what i give

because we both know
one day we'll really know

it's ok to express the anger on me
i may also be the reason for it

but promise me us
because you know i'll admit

all people lie
they tell me i can fly
over rainbows, oh so high
high in the sky

high like a drug
the junk of heaven
i belong to you
in my dreams

dreams about a lonely bee
searching for the flower
shining in the sunlight
burning through the power

dreams about a monster
it tries to pull us under
into the strong water
closer to the thunder

we drown in the mainstream
but this would slip away like cream
if for once, just one day
together be.. you and me

cigarette smoke slides down the negative spiral
if they still care
if they still mind
dead people in a dead world
i just want to see blood to strike down
the red flood all over me would be such a relieve
from the pain and torture
feel mother earth's tears
crying a tragic death
all the people fight against her tears, she shouldn't cry
but forget
to fight against her death

these constant changing moods
make me scared of myself
the lost stone in my throat
my words in a book on a shelf

in a certain library far away
way too giant for my eyes
i just can't seem to find the book
even though the people seem very nice

something rises out of the ground
impose a blockade in front of the desk
it's very quiet when i look around
and i can't ask for help, ever again

zwemmend in een zwart meer
de stilte houdt van me
de wereld houdt me
in zijn greep
een pijn
niemand zal begrijpen
accepteer maar
meisje
zoekt vervanging
vindt vervanging
van leegte
waar ik wil drijven
op het zwarte meer
mijn rug slechts een trap
voor zij die er in zijn gevallen
maar laat mij zinken
laat me maar
in deze koude nacht
vol onbegrip, steken van leven
wachtend op een ladder naar de maan
mijn hand reikt uit

betrayed by life
the cut of a knive
stuck in the heart
and it falls apart

no hunger, no food
no stars, no night
fade away darkness
and become the light

it’s impossible
what’s possible
when you can’t see
a ******* thing

through glasses of loneliness
there’s only the nothing
can’t know what’s real
without anything to feel

a kind of addiction, a slow kind of dying
but a suicide wrapped in love and hope
powerful enough to blind your eyes
is certain not easy to ****

so hands high for the not coming reward
somewhere knowing it all, deep
we drew an unreachable line again
the inner voice simply won't let us see

ourselves, when it was all we really needed

on a honest night the darkness became oh so clear
we, decided to beat our illusional selves
now only stare at the broken mirror on the floor

realize the almighty changed into an insect
and the night into the day
this morning a new sunrise is born

preocupando por ti
el sentimiento del disturbio
con un poco de temor

ya no me importa mucho
es que no tengo ganas de sentir
pero lo que sí me importa

esperando que no cayes
nunca más
porque quiero ver tu camino a la luz

aunque no te interesa la senda que tomo yo
que estoy mejorando mi alma, mi vida
otras chicas, por favor dejame en paz

te odio
pero te amo

how can i eat? how can i think?
how can i listen? how can’t i sink?

how can i see? or even share a bed
with nothing but you in my head?

how can i control? how can i sleep?
without you here.. how can’t i weep?

i don’t want you to fly away
addicted to your flapping wings
which hurt me
deep

but i will, i can
wait to catch you
and finally
keep

too much anger
where does it come from
while i wish to see love and peace

i still have to raise my children
the mother me is crying with them
is there anybody out there
a lack of someone being there for me
my friends, my own family
don't leave me here so lonely

but why should i feel like this all the time
wishing someone could gimme a sign
when it won't ever happen anyway

now my body tells me to stop the flow of anger
no more devils, inside of me
to avoid a room with broken furniture
i'll tell them how i want it, but i'll take it easy
(for i don't give a ****)
i'll think over my feelings, i'll feel my feelings
(for these belong to me)
i'll be my happy, but i won't become needy
(for i deserve a life to live)

because i don't need you
won't even need my mom
for i'll be my own, i be me

embrace the cries

she shows me her fist
the *******
but i don't see a thing
she shows me her belly
her soft lips in my neck
but i don't feel a thing
she says i love you..
do something for me?
but i don't hear a thing

she reaches out her hand
might be a last goodbye
but besides all apps
i can not touch something
and nothing can touch me
neither love nor life

becoming the machine
an immortal thing
saying
i admire
the machine

i want your head in my arms
so you’ll never leave me
i want you by my side
so you’d believe me

i want you to kiss my face
in the name of love
i want you to open yourself
and keep me there save

show me you’re not just a dream
squeeze my cheeks and tell me
you’re everything i’ve ever seen

i’m nothing here without you
and i want to know every little thing
you’re living in my heart now
so i hope you’d like to stay darling

pieces of loneliness
grow slowly together
stand together as one

they eat us alive
don’t give up
never give in

but it’s like cancer
and comes back again

somewhere else
we all feel it grow
but it’s always there

the ****** inside

we never show
don’t let anybody know
your cancer is weakness

but it’s a disease too

what if we want to be healed
by somebody
somebody who feels the same like you

a lot will be there
they will be there for you

but what if we want to be healed forever
a real remedy
to keep the pain away

there’s a word with four letters
now it only has to stay

vluchtende mensen
grijpend
naar een pilletje
medicijnen
voor balans, tegen het kwijnen
een fles wijn
gewoon
om, voor de verandering,
eens met jezelf te zijn
het heil zoekend
in een grote groep vrienden
even niet bepalen
laat anderen de beslissing maken
een joint misschien?
zelfconfrontatie gaat me raken
piekeren
ik gok liever voor tien
een kameraad vierentwintigzeven
om mijn innerlijke stem te ontwaken
God zeg me, wie ik ben, waar ik sta
stop het nou maar onder het laken
ik zelf heb al vaak genoeg geprobeerd
het te weten, te weten waar ik ga
op de langertermijn
nog steeds niet in balans
gek he?
als we blijven vluchten van onze dans
het hoofd bieden aan een eigen kans
ver weg in het duister
nog wel
en dan
*** voel jij je weer licht?
ben je dan ook werkelijk in
evenwicht?
of houd je het masker voor
om meer te krijgen
iets van gehoor
met alle prikkels en falen
vrijheid en eenzaamheid
toppen en dalen
laat mij
het allemaal lekker zelf bepalen
zodat ik kan zeggen
dit ben ik
zonder die ergens anders te halen
arme mensen, voor de verandering
kom op de proppen
met eigen verhalen

from out of this sickbed
i put my heart on the floor
take it break it smash it fake it
because i don't need it no more

it's heavy, locked and loaded
and doesn't belong to me
i'm tired of myself these days
waiting for angels to be free

they would like to walk with you
feeling sorry for the other side
i can still hear them fighting
playing seek and hide

the blood in my veins a speedboat
a suffocating feeling in my throat
this body is not made for the brain
unexpressed frustration and pain
should there be a reason for it all
or is it just the me seeing it all fall

simply living in a land of the fittest
however not fair to criticize the nearest
alone when i see them losing their minds
lonelier when i see i have lost my mind
i wish to be free but i feel brainwashed
being judged and misunderstood
expressing the bottled-up hatred
it's so exhausting, often feels wasted

then you start writing - let some **** go
still trying hard not to go with the flow
and always wishing, wishing to be a bird
untouchable like an eagle
invisible for the entire earth
then i'm just existing, being there
pure behaviour and unspoilt nature

bet you just didn't love me
but instead you told me
you want something
or something else
it all goes so easy
too easy i guess
one step forward
one step back
and gone, it is
sundaymorning
without a kiss
it's strange that we exist
but we are not there
the feelings, the loss
all left soon enough
everything gone
and i should be happy
to reach for the nothing
the afterlife of myself
like my invisible dreams
there's much more to see
bet there's more than it seems

the skin of my body
is frozen
my sky is blue
the wound in my body
is bleeding
where are you?

it's just a matter of time
that their heads will hang
and beautiful red color
stares to the ground
untill they fall down
however i have enjoyed
the power of a flower
your beauty of time

everlasting pressure and tension
a house never reading between the lines
where every stranger becomes an idiot
superficial minds

trying to bear the stress
but lying awake feels like forever
tired of this room where the light is always shining bright
see the little window, all night

only because pointless *******
the senseless negativity all day
some are maybe sensitive and notice
others don't, find it okay



my little girl
now know you have never been a stranger
stop blaming yourself for the unknown ignorant
not knowing to deal with

fighting back
now i try to stand
why aren't you just there, mom and dad
where have you mentally been back then

lo que necesito
es alguien
quien me apoya y me consola
quien no me condena
quien me da confianza
donde no tengo que pretender
donde puedo estar mi misma
enteramente
en tiempos buenos y malos

how will we be able to speak
when the words won't come out
an explanation of these feelings
simply wants a few right words to shout
someone being tortured
always tells the truth

still the mouth seems closed
as it remains, a feeling of choking
the soul starts wandering again
between a billion trees, evoking
mother earth and darkness
but should they be saviours?

she looked at herself in the mirror
her skin shimmered in the glass
while the other side of her face
full filled with a shade of black

lips of red and purple
her hair was ginger alive
while the other part looked dead
in the shadow, everything fifty fifty

everything seems so perfect in the mirror

what do you want from me
always bother, never let me sleep
always looking at me, moon
why don't you just come down?
when all clouds washed away from you
together we watch over this town

without the singing birds
without all buzzing people
only a few street lanterns to see
and my face, glowing in your light
sharing thoughts and words of rhythm
makes it a pretty special night*

...

a little bird sings
in the white moonlight
its tree branch swings
and the singer at night
turns into stone
then dust

the world suffocating
in this dark substance
could it be a must
of all that once was beautiful
turns into anger
sad lust

times of insecurity
say goodbye to the past
where all was easy
always easier
to walk away

feelings, what do i feel
what do you feel
do i even feel?
something
oh, hey, i feel pain

but where are the tears?
a lack of acknowledge
doubt, like an old friend
i've known myself for so long
maybe just not very well

and it's scary, i know
it hurts to be

the one behind me
in the mirror i can't see
still looking for a way
to confront myself
with me

the dominant mind of sadness
it's 3 am and i still havent had rest
thinking about words and actions
who and what is really mine
and why does it matter so much
your anesthetic touch
what can i become, who's me
an ever lost and tired soul searching
all by myself, i need to do something
but i'm waiting for the day
i have the strenght to release myself
the one that's me, be happy
but waiting and hoping is bad
just like stress of the sensitive and
death, in a self destructive brain