i am the poet of the body
and i am the poet of the soul
the pleasures of heaven are with me
and the pains of hell are with me
and i say to mankind: be not curious about god
space and time now i see it is true what i guess
i do not press my fingers across my sweet mouth
space and time
cross the bloody dissolution country
you must believe
i am given up by traitors
i hear the train coming
he's on my head
just now
listen: music!
wake me if i'm dead in spite this boring
contradiction
i do not ask why there's so many malediction
without my pain i'm sad
i'm furious
i'm dead
mercy
evol
scum
proko