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Mikrodosis Hölle
03:27
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Efeu auf uralter Wand
Lederne Haut auf der Hand
Annahmen ohne Bestand
Du kannst nur tun was du willst
What is your poison
Fragt dich der Teufel
Umarmst du die Welt ohne Sinn
Brauchst du nen Gott oder nicht
Die Brücken der Hoffnung gesprengt
Tand, tand, tand
Modelle von Menschenhand
Du kannst nur tun was du willst
Kill them with Kindness
Flüstert der Christus
Speer in den Rippen
Willst du an ihm rütteln
Lucy schwebt über Gottes liebster Stadt
und nach dem Tod fragt man dich wie die Hölle war
Beelzebub sagt Gott hat keinen Plan
Wie ein Stoner nach zwanzig Semestern Uni-Kram
Dein Lebenswille ein mieser Tyrann
und nach dem Tod fragt man dich wie die Hölle war
Vielleicht kommen wir dann irgendwo an
oder alles fängt nochmal von vorne an
Efeu auf uralter Wand
Lederne Haut auf der Hand
Annahmen ohne Bestand
Du kannst nur tun was du willst
# Mikrodosis Hölle
(English translation below)
Efeu auf uralter Wand
Lederne Haut auf der Hand
Annahmen ohne Bestand
Du kannst nur tun was du willst
What is your poison
Fragt dich der Teufel
Umarmst du die Welt ohne Sinn
Brauchst du nen Gott oder nicht
Die Brücken der Hoffnung gesprengt
Tand, tand, tand
Modelle von Menschenhand
Du kannst nur tun was du willst
Kill them with Kindness
Flüstert der Christus
Speer in den Rippen
Willst du an ihm rütteln
Lucy schwebt über Gottes liebster Stadt
und nach dem Tod fragt man dich wie die Hölle war
Beelzebub sagt Gott hat keinen Plan
Wie ein Stoner nach zwanzig Semestern Uni-Kram
Dein Lebenswille ein mieser Tyrann
und nach dem Tod fragt man dich wie die Hölle war
Vielleicht kommen wir dann irgendwo an
oder alles fängt nochmal von vorne an
Efeu auf uralter Wand
Lederne Haut auf der Hand
Annahmen ohne Bestand
Du kannst nur tun was du willst
[English translation]
Mikrodose of Hell
Ivy on ancient wall
leather skin on hand
assumptions without permanence
you can only do what you want
What is your poison
asks the Devil
do you ambrace the world without purpose?
do you need a God or not?
The bridges of hope detonated
trash, trash, trash,*
models by human hand
you can only do what you want
Kill them with kindness
whispers the Christ
pike in the ribs
do you want to yank it?
Lucy hovers over God's favorite town
and after death they ask you how was hell?
Beelzebub says God has no plan
like a stoner after twenty semesters of university stuff
Your will to live a disgusting tyrant
and after death they ask you how was hell?
Maybe then we'll arrive at some point
or everything starts at the beginning
Ivy on ancient wall
leather skin on hand
assumptions without permanence
you can only do what you want
* A crude translation of a reference to the Tay Bridge Poem by Theodor Fontane
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Umbra
05:28
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Umbra
Eu umbra aceasta pe care
O semeni în sufletul meu,
Cu milă şi tristă mirare
Voi duce-o cu mine mereu.
Şi-apoi într-o zi oarecare,
În care-mi va fi cel mai greu,
Voi pune-o în vechi calendare,
Duminica trupului meu.
Fiori prin mine umblă
Şi nu am trebuinţă,
Te rog pe tine umbră
Să redevii fiinţă...
Flămând de iubirea intreagă,
Pe vremi cu amurg mohorât,
Când zodiile noaptea-şi dezleagă,
Mă satur cu-o umbră şi-atât.
Şi sufletul meu te mai roagă,
Magnetic catarg doborât,
Tu, umbră tăcută şi dragă,
Aşează-ţi fularul la gât...
O umbră se-nchide în mine,
O umbră prin mine trecu,
E-atâta de rău, că e bine,
E-atât de mult "da", că e "nu".
Bocovia-şi iese din sine
Şi râde în "a" şi în "u",
O umbră în viaţă mă ţine
Şi umbra aceea eşti tu.
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Salem Blade Job
03:24
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Salem Blade Job
Hëks motherfucker
Hëks hëks motherfucker
Hëks motherfucker yeah
Hit the ropes on gallows hill
What is this that stands before me?
We were lovers but not dancers till today
This is my church of final judgement
Check out my quaternity
Siddhartha, Satan, Sabu, Screaming Jay
Hëks motherfucker
Hëks hëks motherfucker
Hëks motherfucker yeah
I will put a spell on you
I got no knowledge of fear
To win and lose is just like breathing in and out
I might put a spell on you
And in the process I'll obtain
Enlightenment through darker arts of war
Hëks motherfucker
Hëks hëks motherfucker
Hëks motherfucker yeah
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Die Person Göttingen, Germany
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