This sadness never ends. Parade of Scars.
A broken glass, broken hands.
Concrete walls, a soldierhead,
the memories will trick you.
A ritual of ghosts, angels of death,
attitude adjustment, auto-inflicted destruction.
Forceful behavior leds to the blackest tears,
empty eyes, empty minds,
prosthetic minds of fear and greed.
Live the American dream, unleash the ultimate scream!
Man spricht Deutsch
und die Alarme begann zu läuten.
Warum?
This could be anywhere in the world,
march on the kingdom of the dead,
we came to conquer!
Live the American dream, unleash the ultimate scream!
Carriers of the plague,
everything invaded, redemption.
This time's for real,
why do you tell me all these lies?
My patience is getting shorter
and killing you is killing me.
We stand as one, harvest, sacrifice...

You knew all my steps,
you knew in the tip of your tongue all the shades of my reflex,
but you forgot
that my time rolled
in a different rhythm of the sea wind.

You have called the breeze thinking it was the wind
and my steps fade on the currents.
You have mistaken all you thought
in your imaginary of me
and I, for moments, was named Love!

I am the combination of the words
that you called me
and, in the end, I am the void that silence had left.

Every single day I remember
the taste of your smile,
but I am what silence determined.

A casket prepared
for me.
Hey! Hey! Look at me,
see the death inside a riverie.
Hanging on a tree,
life is no longer waiting,
my body is baiting
for a popular cerimony.
I practise witchcraftery.
I predict my death near a riverie.
My body is naked,
my skin ripped out,
my eyes turn to blue.
I give my life to all of you.
Life and death at a riverie!

11/11/2014