kill me with your thoughts use your mind hand me over to this world into death… make me cry in vain leave one tear touch my face with your sigh leave me against the stream one hundred worlds will see me passing by…
in rememberance of Harold Gloudemans sand and mercury my dear, don’t leave me now close at the edge of my end all this time you have been my friend don’t go, stay for a while my dear, you’re losing me now this will be my last hour hear my voice, see my face see how […]
water travels by itself inspires us to fear the sea when it affects our state of mind we drown in our make believe those little drops that cover two thirds eventually there will be nothing left but water, this water it rules but even so it tears apart around us throws itself high up in […]
dear, don’t leave me now close at the edge of my end all this time you have been my friend don’t go, stay for a while my dear, you’re losing me now this will be my last hour hear my voice, see my face see how sick i am how i long for your embrace
i see him turn away although my eyes are shut with emptiness and again the rain falls down together with me this blood in my body runs for you drink my tears as i cry my heart and my mind crave for you drink my tears as i cry it is sad how the rain […]
underneath the mask you’ve buried yourself into it’s coal-black i am tired of the gulping that you do every day a new face what if i unscrew your own identity wouldn’t you guess there’s nothing left of you? the quicksand of life drags us down into the circle one day. we might not catch you […]
i close your eyes with my mouth now you don’t see anything but you feel my breath all over i can feel you too although i don’t really know you i don’t really care cry with me, make my day tomorrow all will be gone all the sweetness and all the fun no, i don’t […]
it has always been in the back of my mind dreaming about going to the corners of time i always wanted to fly in strange machines i wanna do centuries in a lifetime and feel it with my hands touch the world war II and Cleopatra flying… could it be that my dream would come […]
It has always been in the back of my mind Dreaming about going to the corners of time I always wanted to fly in strange machines I wanna do centuries in a lifetime And feel it with my hands Touch the World War II and Cleopatra Flying… Could it be that my dream would come […]
Dear, don’t leave me now Close at the edge of my end All this time you have been my friend Don’t go, stay for a while My dear, you’re losing me now This will be my last hour Hear my voice, see my face See how sick I am How I long for your embrace
