The end of this journey is its inception
Do not compare water with sand
In a second of tears
Cause good times remain
Nobody believes in the past

This wheel is nameless
Where have all the people gone?
One man stayed
Until dawn
Silently writing

The air was smelling like spring
Full and spicy
The end of the night was its inception
Don't compare money with happiness
In the moment of the lifebelt
Cause we stick together
Nobody is scared of the future

This nameless wheel
Jumping back and forth
On a highway made of paper
Described with memories
The day is breaking
Let's go back to sleep

To begin

Too late
They hate us
Too late
They despise us
Too late

They hate our hearts
Too late
They tore us apart
Our love

Is this just a dream?
Another dream
Of pitch-dark waves

Cries of the crow
Full of tears
Too late

Pillows turned to thorns
The world fell asleep
Too late
The sea is silent
It thunders
A message in a bottle of hearts

Rarely do the sirens sing
Fire burns in their cave
Our hearts drift away

A king's message to himself:

Shadow warriors attacking the light
Time of the lost ones
Hopeless
Hateful

Infected with mercilessness
Lost ones invoking the night
Wild yelling
Omen of other voices

Who live in mental institutions
Tearing butts apart
Gathering tobacco crumps
Smoking at barred windows

Ears directed at the night
The inner's other side
Screams of the lost ones
Silky echoes in the fog

Nowhere is a door
Hands all over the place
Strong and bloodied

But we'll never show fear
Breathless ascent
Born in a beacon
Way of the heat

Get out!

Bunker of the escape key
In the room of fluid walls
Nearby the intersections in realtime
Rain is buzzing through the spirit
Painting vanity made from insanity

I who have nothing
Night seeds under the moonlight
Cursed corners in familiar buildings
The escape key is lost

Did I think I could walk away?
To run away from the ones escaping
Preempting them
In realtime

Hoping for a better tomorrow
To find somebody
Distraction from sorrows
By the intersections in realtime

I who have nothing
Scribbling over paper to forget
Love's another word for revenge

I who have nothing
Lost under miracles I been waiting
The night seeds are bloodred
In fine black soil
By the intersections in realtime

Daughters and sons
By the water of words
Water from the pond
Shores in centuries

Described by silence
Existence of ice-cold entities
Made of cosmic dust
For the moment afterwards

Moment afterwards
In the pond
Hope
Shore of the awakening

Blinking of an entity
Who you do love
Whom you forgive
In the house of silence

Welcome to midnight
Screams when I open my eyes
Predestined isolation
It's tearing my lungs apart

Screams invented storms
Welcome to real life
Time doesn't matter
This place was built to be left

Path of revenge
I can't force myself
To forget upon command

Relentlessly the strangers are grinning
Silent quest for the golden boy
Glowing in the dark

Plaster is crumbling off the front
Cream-colored in the old days
When good ghosts were governing
In the kingdom
Redly entangled by fires

The kingdom perished
Dry soil remained
Memories in ruins
In the memory of friends
Of lying friends

The voice of a very old woman
Permeates invisible rooms
Ice-blue eyes

I saw the end of the wind
In a hell made of deserts and concrete
Where people only know violence
Shouting the days down
Restlessly running over fenced-in yards
Smashing faces with toasters

This house no longer feels like home
Winners walking among the deceased ones
Doomed to survive
Writing messages on walls

Not for this live
This home
The kingdom

This gotta end
Hell of concrete and deserts
Doesn't feel like home
No kingdom