1998 - THE ICE CURTAIN 2CD


THE DESERT INSIDE-LONG VERSION

I saw their faces go away
towards the shining sun
and everything reminds of their names
but I can't explain this cold.
And houses, houses all around,
across this uselessness.
I'm using all the words I can...
Can you understand an ill soul...?
There is not anything simpler
than this sense of defeat
and the dreams which remain unchanged,
like monuments to pity.

And I will wake up one morning
after sorrowful long years
giving ice and snow to earth
on the wings of a lost heart.
And then I will kill the daylight
and its shameful poor old tricks,
'cause your smile is just the only thing
I need to save
in me.
This winter
is calling me,
with its sad angels, around.
Outside.

I loro volti andare via
verso il sole infinito
e tutto mi ricorda i loro nomi
in questo gelo
e luci e case tutte intorno
questo niente dentro
ed uso tutte le parole
e il cuore,
inutilmente.
There is not anything simpler
than this sense of defeat
and the dreams which remain unchanged,
like moments to pity.

And the air seems to be still,
and no one may feel the kiss
of those cold and gentle lips
which give the merciful first rest.
Just an icy heaven's rising
on the ashes of the world,
turning off flaming horizons
with his boundless frozen dawns.
This desert of ice
is calling me... me again,
with his large arms of loneliness.

This desert of ice
is calling me... me again,
'cause he's the father
of mine.

The desert inside.


SOLARIS IV

Downstream floating
Restless breathing
Toxin Flowing
C.N.S. screaming ...Homewards!
Feelings folding
Ears resounding
Tears drying
C.N.S. screaming
...Homewards!
There's
Nobody home,
Mother
I'm drifting
I'm drifting
I feel myself like
Shining on the ice of Solaris
isn't it funny?
Your sick son
Mother!
Where are her hands?
Where is her life?
Kill me, ocean...


THE ICY DAWN

A lifeless
first sun ray
is knocking at the dawn
while drifting tries
to save me
while drifting tries
to find me.

... And silent
his shadow
is floating upon here
and seems to breathe
this warm air
and wants to forget
the fog outside
in vain.

Your silent lost eyes
recall the fall
and nothing will trouble
our far fading souls.
A deep endless sleep
is taking away
all sounds and dreams
from life


ECLIPSE V4

Watching those flowers burning out tonight
Screams and soft lovers, memories of a fight.
Slowly the clouds are fading into a cage,
While from my hands is falling another page...
Dreams and lost days are burning in the past,
Velvet black rays are drifting now so fast,
And in the great light I cannot see no more
Where is the right side, where is the golden door.
Mornings and colors are playing out of here,
Because I don't remember the memories of fear,
The aura of the moondawn is loosing her contours,
Sweet angels of heaven are missing their return.
Echoes of whispers so similar to paint,
Distant, so distant, like diamonds in the rain,
And if for a moment there lights are on your lips,
I know, there's no answer, but a wonderful eclipse.


ERINNERUNG-ALTERNATIVE MIX
(words taken from a poem written in 1915 by August Stramm)

Welten schweigen aus mir raus
Welten, Welten
Schwarz und fahl und Licht!
Licht im Licht!
Glühen, Flackern, Lodern
Weben, Schweben, Leben
Nahen, Schreiten, Schreiten
All die weh verklungenen Wünsche
All die herb zerrungenen Tränen
All die barsch verlachten Ängste
All die kalt erstickten Gluten
Durch den Siedstrom meines Blutes
Durch das Brennen meiner Sehnen
Durch die Lohe der Gedanken
Stürmen, stürmen
Bogen bahnen
Regen wegen
Dir
Den Weg
Den Weg
Den Weg
Zu mir!
Dir
Den Weg
Den ich umbrausten
Dir
Den Weg
Den du umträumten
Dir
Den Weg
Den flammenzerrissenen
Dir
Den Weg
Den unbegangenen
Nie
Gefundenen Weg
Zu
Mir!


IN THE ENDLESS RAIN-LIVE

Dead cities.
Me inside me.
Spring's coming from you
in this solitude.
Lost in the true of death.
Sands.
Icy Miami Cyborgs
Icy Miami Cyborgs,
Inside, inside...

These men without my eyes,
they don't know, they don't know.
The warm wind's calling from the sea.
Waters in which I'm drifting.
Golden desertical beachs.
Eternal love, eternal cry.

I see the windows,
I see Uranie hotel from the inside,
old chairs on the edge of the wall of shadows,
and all that I love...
Dad is dead in my arms,
and so, all each others..
Mother!

The trees rebirth around him
how can I explain it to myself..?
Lights of life, lights of life
so near to me,
one step again, only one in your rain;
laying on the sand..
Rain's falling on his body.
There's a point in that immensity,
in the obscure ocean.
And now Miami is dead,
Wet sands... wet sands...


I AM THE LIGHT-'97 MIX

I know all the waters 'round me
now are flowing to the sea
and every spoken word is a cancer
that slowly kills this hope in deep
and all the shadows on the curtain
are only traitors of a dream...
So, please, come to my empty lost room
because the lights are getting white
and then the figures on these ice walls
are cutting fingers in my head
and I'm not joking, I'm seeing they're coming
over my trembling and unsteady legs.
So you go on to say the waters
are only rivers to the sea,
but please, remember I'm so tired
and your rat-words make me afraid.
So my dear father and my good mother
my nightmares are your good friends.
My tears are vain and I've no more voice,
for all these years I screamed my name.
The glasses hide my tortured twilight
I've no more time to turn now back.
Why don't you know the spring is rising...?
You cannot follow me, because I'm dead.
I am the light, now...
I am the light.


ASCENSION

Along these gardens the breeze of May
is drifting in the light
And all the pictures are holy and lost
are burning in the sky.
We're on the border, on the wet edge
the sparkling of the cross
and I see your eyes so far from here
flying in the purple dust.

Spring is all around you
and calls your name softly in the wind
Burning when the day is dying
she kills the rays of a boundless sun.
And falls after years of death
eternally on your tears of joy.
So feel, feel the hands of glory
that will lead you into a golden sea.

I see the angels, they come from there,
they've crossed the flaming curtain.
Your glance is nervous but there's no fear
you're waiting for your crown.

Spring is all around you
and calls your name softly in the wind
And falls after years of death
eternally on your tears of joy.
Starless is the evening door
I see your face, your face in the sun
and shine in this endless spring
forever in the light.

Burning when the day is dying
and kills the rays of a boundless sun.
So feel, feel the hands of glory
that will lead you in a golden sea.
And shine in this endless spring
forever in the light.

And shine in this endless spring
forever in the light.


SEA OF MEMORY

Sea of memory, sea of memory
wind and water in my dreams
passing through my fingers
passing through my brain
fragile sand castle on my shore

Where is my lover
where is my father
where are the smily eyes of my youth
wind and water in my dreams
wind and water in my dreams

Sea of memory, sea of memory
wind and water in my dreams
passing through my fingers
passing through my mind
fragile sand castle on my shore

Sea of memory, sea of memory...


DRIFTING

So here I am close to these windows,
watching those eyes just for a frame,
feeling I can't stand that reflection,
while everything flies into flames.
Thank you my friends for giving me kindness,
for understanding what I need,
forgetting you will be not so hard.
All that remains.
All that remains.

And here's to you your beloved ghost.
The things I've seen in me are lost.
Dear lovers you... you know who I am,
thank you for having killed me so gently,
for all the tears I cannot cry.
All that remains is just a fool
who talks with monsters you don't see.
All that remains is just "bare wisdom".

I beg you tell me silent words
'cause every time I close my eyes
a scary light denies my sleep
and a well-known terror suffocates me.
So please I beg you let me fade
giving me your warm lost hand to hold on to.
All that remains is just sleep.
All that remains.
All that remains.


HELDENPLATZ

Silent so silent and silently
One tear for my years
White days after white days
The old churches still remembering
Whispers and souls of youngmen in love
And now I recall the warm heart of my emotion

The silence all around the snowy gardens
And late at night the last open cafe in a dark street
Down some stairs
She's gone into a distant light

Silent so silent and silently
One stone for my years
And all the others are gone

The silence all around the snowy gardens
And late at night the last open cafe
In a dark street down some stairs
The fable's ending
Vienna is still shining
Her chant cuts with a lament
The dying sunset beams
Blue blood of Winter
She's gone into a distant light


MEMORIES ARE MADE OF THIS-VERONIKA VOSS
(written by Dean Martin, released by The Easy Riders in 1956)

Take one fresh and tender kiss
Add one stolen night of bliss
One girl, one boy
Some grief, some joy
Memories are made of this

Don't forget a small moonbeam
Fold in lightly with a dream
Your lips and mine
Two sips of wine
Memories are made of this

Then add the wedding bells
One house where lovers dwell
Three little kids for the flavour
Stir carefully through the days
See how the flavour stays
These are the dreams you'll savour

With His blessings from above
Serve it generously with love
One man, one wife
One love through life
Memories are made of this
Memories are made of this


BLUE ROOM-EXTENDED VERSION

Sometimes in the blue room / another dream fades away /
velvet as the moon / she lays down and resting stays /
So she's seeing / the shadow of life /
falls over the bright light / and so on /
she's breathing the air / surrounding celestial stairs /
And in the bright light / shine all the sparkles in flight /
hold me tight / just cross the line /
words capture silently / all this time /
reminds me now / of islands rising silently /
desert zones / and western domes /
footsteps sound so lonely / Travelling into dreams /
passing season gloved in grey / the feeble dying beam /
its pain without ecstasy / so, now /
the contact is lost / nothing but a sense of fear /
and tonight / the ocean is quiet /
it's waters forever dead / and so tell me /
why reason and lives / are lost inside unveiled desires /
And it's too late / too late to return /
from that golden exotic place / Screaming at last /
and looking around / all my life lost in /
a bridge filled with night.


ECLIPSE

Watching those flowers burning out tonight
Screams and soft lovers, memories of a fight.
Slowly the clouds are fading into a cage,
While from my hands is falling another page...
Dreams and lost days are burning in the past,
Velvet black rays are drifting now so fast,
And in the great light I cannot see no more
Where is the right side, where is the golden door.
Mornings and colors are playing out of here,
Because I don't remember the memories of fear,
The aura of the moondawn is loosing her contours,
Sweet angels of heaven are missing their return.
Echoes of whispers so similar to paint,
Distant, so distant, like diamonds in the rain,
And if for a moment there lights are on your lips,
I know, there's no answer, but a wonderful eclipse.


AUSTRIA-FULL METAL MIX

The lights went out in winter,
January nineteen eighty one.
Your dreams, your name, your ghost,
You cannot know the drama of exile...
So many letters, so many years,
A slow ship to die.
His empty silence / his nervous smile.
Really I'm waiting for the last day.
His distant eyes / his bleeding past;
You don't know where I am.
He hold the gift of the martyrs
On your endless nights.
Wonderful sister of my agony,
You sleep alone in the dark.
The names of the saints are on the stone,
At the feet of the black statue.
You sleep alone / your soul is broken
In a wasted and silent place.
You sleep alone / your soul is fading...
In my memory.


EDGES-EXTENDED VERSION

the night's filters do not respond
sweat is dropping on the pillow
and my mind is in a larger agitation
which is pressing the temples

echoes of wind / echoes of wind
my hand are searching your fingers
the death of sleep and the artificial caress
i wait for the morning time

around the the night in silence
the watcher dreams the joy
that man was in the garden
the devils are waiting

echoes of wind / echoes of wind
my hands are searching your fingers
behind that door there's somebody calling
edges have no end