ENTARTETE KUNST

LLETRES 2002

� I Wash My Fears in Your Tears
‚ Broken Teeth & Honey
ƒ Lobo
„ Defeat You
… My Vast Field
† Unkind
 

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I WASH MY FEARS IN YOUR TEARS

In a place where there’s no sound
The pain screams remain in
The forgiveness of the past experiences
And future passions
The oxide will corrode our passions
Our memories

A murmur in the lethargy
Is the denial of your essence
And the horror remains
But the hope is forgotten
The oxide will corrode your hope
Your memories

You can deny the obvious
But it won’t resolve the suffering
That overcomes the memory
The oxide will corrode the suffering
The memory

You lost the chance to work it out
And now your essence has no heart
To experience all your now past passions
And the oxide will corrode your heart
And your memories

Refused fears and opening scars will extinguish the flame.
 

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BROKEN TEETH & HONEY

 
The sea is broken just over my head
While brothers meet each other in the street
And talk about another suicide

Your cigarette shines
Reflected to its own shadow
Identity — Individual
Suppressed by cold’s technology

A strip of blood in the wrist
Shows the division between flesh and bone
The extracted time and lost chances

Veins are a hideous
A hideous drawing on your skin
Which must be extracted
Must be extracted pretty soon

                                                                      Yesterday
I darted through the window                             didn’t die
I tried it too                                                      I’m still alive
Those who wish to die                                     will be immortal
And the longing for                                          eternal life
A thousand teeth                                             eternal life
Broken teeth & honey
 

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LOBO

 
I tried several salvations for my mind                               And now it’s time
Now it’s time to choose a way amongst these lines          And I ran
I recalled your light while ran through underground           Feeling blind
So, exactly, what’s the reason I still feel blind?

It was just an adaptation to your rules
So I don’t think you should treat me like a fool

It was never your decision to be mine                               To be blind
Likewise it was not my fault to be that blind                      Getting tired
Are you getting tired of feeling my deep gloom?                Out of tune
Or it’s just that what I think is out of tune?

I’m exhausted just to make you realize
But your memories are becoming your advice
And your point of view. Off view.

I tried several salvations for my mind                               And now it’s time
And I’m willing to forget them at this time                        Feeling blind
And I meant not to be absolutely blind                            You define
So, exactly, which are your reasons to define?

You should not apologize for what you do
But, exactly, what will be your point of view?
 

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DEFEAT YOU

When I saw your screaming fall from sky,
I thought of your death for a little while.
I was down before you on my knees,
Now it’s up to you to be my shit.
You’re trying not to be,
But you are my heart to beat.

Now your dirty soul is by my side.
And what is now bleeding is your heart.
You were always trying to be adored.
But by now you’re becoming my whore.
You’re trying not to be,
But you are my heart to beat.
You’re trying not to be,
But this is your defeat.
 

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MY VAST FIELD

Lost in the meantime of our seconds,
We’ll try to escape from East to West.
We’ll try to set our medications,
Willing to create our universe.

You made me feel like a god,
But you pretend you did not.
Somewhere back in my memories,
My vast field was longing of you,
Though I pretended it was not.

Some of them fill it with emotions,
And some of them with fake delights.
But my vast field was full of nothing,
Before it turned to be at your side.

You made me feel like a god,
But you pretend you did not.

Your eyes were looking through my silence,
And I kept breathing for a while.
I was not sure, my life was kind of.
I rose my eyes and caught your smile.

Next day I felt like a stranger,
But my vast field was full of you.
There’s nothing simple in my anger.
There’s nothing simple without you.

You made me feel like a god,
But you pretend you did not.
You did not.

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UNKIND

It was an emotional advice,
Another hypothetic crime.
It was an illusion of my mind,
But for this reason I felt kind.
It was a result of a cruel dare,
That you could never try to bear.
Mortified with misfortune,
As you were always out of tune.

I was not responsible of the crime,
But triggered off to be unkind.
I was being alarmed with your cold hand,
But I could hardly understand.
You did not reacted to my advice,
Rather collapsed without a try.
Feeling your pathetic gloom,
I was distorted, you never smiled.
You never smiled, you never smiled.
You never smiled.
So fucking smile!

It was an emotional advice,
Was your last chance to recognize.
Destroyed basements were by you,
And bloody feelings down there flew.
It was my emotional advice,
What you denied to recognize.
It was my fault to be so kind,
It was my fault to be so kind.
To be so kind, to be so kind,
To be so kind,
So fucking kind!

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