2009 - ODYSSEY EUROPA 2CD/4CD


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A sunny morning, almost spring,
your drowsy smile grey like a kiss
some weary lover would have given
to a glorious jewel from the abyss.
Where are the hours of your rising night...?
Worn-out and incredibly bright...
And then again we both wake up
saying hello to our own world
a dust like gold was everywhere
filling the room, the reborn air
unseen a spetter was waiting
for that invincible soldier.
He had my eyes and my cruel heart
my secret days, my chilling flames
was near to you while staying apart
watching his days lost in a game
made for some ghosts looking like him
but I can swear he had a dream.
A sunny morning, maybe March
And now must turn my face to you,
I must realize what is that arch
enemy looking for your blue
but willing and merciful arms.
Don't say a word.
The world has gone.


COMFORTABLY NUMB
(written by Roger Waters, released by Pink Floyd in 1979 on The Wall double LP)

Hello,
Is there anybody in there
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home
Come on now
I hear you're feeling down
I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again
Relax
I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts

There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb

O.K.
Just a little pin prick
There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick
Can you stand up?
I do belive it's working, good
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
And I have become
Comfortably numb.


ODYSSEY EUROPA

I couldn't say
what happened there
couldnt forget
that lost surface
And crystal rain
surrounding me
was taking us
to other worlds
I'm lost to words
lost to everything
The ship is missing
The sunset cries
Cries all his sons
From a half-down blind
I see his rays
caress the coming sleep

I never lied
I never joked
I never told there was a stranger
in the Europa starry abyss
She talked to me
she gave me hope
Her voice is lost forever
in my unreliable memory

I never lied
I'll face the questions
I'll try to give you all the answers you expect
to listen to
My identity will be cancelled once for all
Forever lost
forever in the hands of madness

I never lied
I never joked
I'll try to give you all the answers you expect
to listen to
My identity will be cancelled
along with that luminous stranger
who saved my life in vain in that lost world


ECLIPSE - ANNIVERSARY

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.


NO ONE REMAINED

Dirty liquid runs down the walls
Sliding through forgotten pipes.
Once I had beautiful flowers.
A beautiful child brought them to me every morning.
She'd explain how to keep them
Till next day
Fresh and shiny.
Then she disappeared, smiling,
Hoping I'd have carried on
With those scents just for myself.
I wanted to forget... and still, today
I'm trying not to remember
But my own sky
Overturns itself into a never-ending sun
Seemingly impressed on the ground.
I had every nature of a real garden
And its most beautiful colours
Spreading all around me.

There were enchanted animals and gems
Consecrated to truth
Strong winter days and blue rain bursting
In May
Music of the Gods and flashes of Credo...
Athens turned to Heavens.

Everything was unspoken
Holding up Paradise invisible tones.
Everything I described
Was actually alive
Incredibly shiny
Preserved within the sky dead zone.


CORONER'S SUN

Fast, without a story the past falls
After so many windy days
A nameless new fog comes.
All that you may hear is just a lost noise...
Like a feverish hell's drone
In this petrified hill.
Anyway here it comes
Looking like unforeseen joy
In the end, as a thief
As a silly memory.
Stealing on stars on stars
And their everlasting fire.
Summertime, secretely
Here it comes with its nonsense
Stealing any revenge
And the voice of the dumb dead
Stealing both Satan's blood
And every possible last hope.
S'got your face, your language
Your all-time depressing voice
Your postcards from the world
Sent off when you were a star.
All the wanton lies you always spread
And all the allies you always had
Are now close to burn down.
Unreal oblivion without sound
Makes everything more ghostly while
So still appears the garden.
S'got the grudge you always had
And the snobbery of whom
Has a friend, maybe dead
His stuffed body in the lounge.
S'got the grudge you always had
And the snobbery of whom
Had a love, time ago...
Who killed you before your crimes...


DAYS TO COME

Don't be sad and come, come to look out
of the windows in a wasted morning,
this lost and menacing sky is yours,
it's just my gift, my gift for you.
Only my hate still remains,
only closed eyes and hazy shouting
which are dying out so lazily while
everything shatters my idiot plans.
Let's go for a walk to foggy streets,
foggy like the dreams we dreamt about and
keep on staying alive in the frozen dreams
which somebody sings the praises of.
Here is just the hand of your cruel friend,
in a silence "vie" with no return,
then you push me back, back to the tiredness
where I come from... alone?
Maybe time ago I did give up,
losing something I was fond of,
but there is no trick, no lack of awareness,
if I look back.
Some hours again, in the loss's sun,
and also your eyes will get a flower,
born among the new fear of the crowd,
born while waiting crimes to come.
I have open eyes and I still breathe
and I breathe pure wrath in the cut air,
and believe me scorn is not enough
for this heaven.
And I breathe the streets of loneliness
even though they told I was dead
and I can't forget the boundless winter
and what it whispers.
Only for your eyes I might cry,
but I cannot look, cannot look t you.
I have joy and death within myself.
I have joy and death.


HELDENPLATZ (MISSION WALHALLA VIII)

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


THE BURNING SEA (RETRO-ENGINEERING 1)

I hear the barking dogs singing your favourite tune
among the growing corn, in this tired summer's flood
I see the falling drops
I hear your boring groans
they sound like casual howls
coming from endless shows...
No one will get into this place
as no one could get out unhurt.
No one will find anything else
but fixed expressions on a picture.
No one can hear, no one can see
no one can save me from my past
no one can eat my chilly heart
no one will escape from this rain.
I've understood your thoughts.
I've been part of your soul
but I never met you before
along these corridors.
I hear the barking dogs,
they sing your favourite tune
among the growing corn
in this old summer's flood...
The game is over, stuff your sun
stuff your light, stuff your drugs
your cowardice, your mummy's sneer
as anyway I'll take you to her.
And blindness is coming, coming here
to our lost lands, to our regrets.
Its kiss is great its hands are cold...
So blindness is coming. Coming here.
And everything is burning down this lost and paralyzing sea
and Donald Duck is smiling from hell
and waves his lovely little hand.
No one can hear, no one can see
no one can save me from my past
no one can eat my chilly heart
no one will escape from this rain.
You legendary idiot shits
what have you been thinking with this joke?
Where have you been, what have you done
what may you say and add and realize?
Your conformity, your anarchy
your rhetoric, your black old Sundays...
The game is over, stuff your sun.
Where have you been, what have you done?
No one will get into this place
as no one could get out unhurt.
No one will find anything else
but laughing killers in a picture.


THE PATH OF FLOWERS

Sadly
every night I pour wine
in the silver glass you loved
Sadly
once again
I drink your past and close my eyes
sitting near you, empty.
And still I am here
with your smile thrusted in my heart
every night.
All the words
all the downs
all the men
all the shame
all the lies
all the ruins
all the sounds
all the damned suns
all the beasts
all the bastard sons
are about to know who you were


DEAD ZONE IN THE SKY

There's an obscure place in the sky
holding momories of what really occours
Nobody knows where it is, not even God,
and its gate is lost in the mist.
There's no bright praying, nor your name's sound.
It holds the shapes, shapes of souls,
the dead zone in the sky.
There's no bright praying, no name's sound.
It holds the shapes, shapes of ghosts.
The dead zone in the sky.
The past of the ones going there will be erased,
not found any more.
There, the final space where some lives
will succeed in dying, becoming eyes.
There you'll become silent death
living invisible as God himself.
There, in the final space where some lives
will succeed in dying, becoming eyes.


IN THE ENDLESS RAIN - FOR VOCALS,
STRING QUARTET AND ELECTRONIC

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...


ABSENTEE

Useless words are going away,
to the waters of this sea
while your breath is getting cold
And an empty field around
tells 'bout flowers you have loved,
bringing flowers to your dusk
while your days are vanishing
lost somewhere among the tides
of your shining (and) hurting sky.

So your voice is calling now
and I can't believe it's happening here
In/at the end of this old night
while your hands begin to pray
in a new sun without light

And your shade is getting close(r)
Wrapped in those forgotten dreams
(It) gets clearer...
writing smiles on my lost lands
under grey and bitter rains
leading my eyes to the end.

And the room is getting bright
and I can't... I can't explain myself why
Now you're floating in the air
Now your laughing in the air
with your inexpressive voice

Who am I talking to?
Know your baby is just a lost name for/to you
Know your love is not a ray,
(it) couldn't shine in any sky
on this endless awful day.

So I'll bring them all your tears
as they should have seen the world
with these eyes
with the eyes of unknown years
Paint the horizon with your terror,
with your litanies of fear.

You gave me heaven, so you must die
You gave me hell, so you must die.
You gave me the whole world.
You had no mercy and who has no mercy must die.


HELDENPLATZ (7")

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


AUSTRIA

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.


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.


ERINNERUNG
(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!


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.


OBSESSION
(written by Michael Des Barres & Holly Knight, released by Animotion in 1984 on 7"/12" single)

You are an obsession. I cannot sleep.
I am a possession, unopened at your feet.
There's no balance, no equality.
Be still, I will not accept defeat.

I will have you, yes I will have you.
I will find a way and I will have you.
Like a butterfly, oh wild butterfly,
I will collect you and capture you.

You are an obsession. You're my obsession.
Who do you want me to be to make you sleep with me?
You are an obsession. You're my obsession.
Who do you want me to be to make you sleep with me?

I feed you, I'm thinking by day and by night.
I need you, I need you by sun and candelight.
You protest. You want to leave.
Be safe, there's no alternative.

Yes there he is again. I see the fugitive.
But I see danger, strange everywhere.
A circumstance in your naked dreams.
Your affection is not what it seems.

You are an obsession. You're my obsession.
Who do you want me to be to make you sleep with me?
You are an obsession. You're my obsession.
Who do you want me to be to make you sleep with me?

My fantasy has turned to madness
and now my goodness has turned to badness.
The need to possess you has consumed my soul.
My life is trembling, I have no control.

I will have you, yes I will have you.
I will find a way and I will have you.
Like a butterfly, oh wild butterfly,
I will collect you and capture you.

You are an obsession. You're my obsession.
Who do you want me to be to make you sleep with me?
You are an obsession. You're my obsession.
Who do you want me to be to make you sleep with me?


THE DESERT INSIDE (RADIO EDIT)

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.


OCEAN (7")

When the lights are falling down
I hear the echoes of your words
so near to me
The blue islands of my eyes
are fading slowly into a cage
of velvet rain
Ray of despair
Ray of despair
Rain over me

There's a thin line across the sea
and a red circle in the sand
Horizons left...
In every moment of the night
I call the winter in your name
your missing name

Let me be ocean rays
A snowy park into the fire
Let me be ocean rays
A silver death beside the sun
that has called for years
inside my soul
That has called for years
inside my soul

The gates are closed in glassy days
in books of memories and pain
and smiling hours
I hold your hand in silence still
A frozen desert without time
The golden gift
Mornings of rain
Mornings of rain

Let me be ocean rays
A snowy park into the fire
Let me be ocean rays
A silver death beside the sun
Let me be far from here
A distant scream into the light
Let me be a raising dawn
and like a dawn
just like a dawn
shine over me.


DRIFTING (LIVE IN LONDON 2003)

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.


BLUE ROOM (7")

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.


EDGES (ORIGINAL 7" RADIO EDIT)

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


YOUR FACE IN THE SUN

All those years are passed by and lost
and I don't want to remember again
faces and memories, stars without life
like absent shadows or vain empty words
Now the twilight is burning its red wings
while I'm watching you sleeping at night
And in this light I can see your smile
taking away all this pain for a while.
When this ocean of rays is vanishing
when the screams of the children are dying.
I can recall only distant fragments,
His voice is calling our death in the hail.

Lay your hands on these tormented sons
and forget the blood on that lost hill.
Hope is a cruelty and terror the fruit
worrying and tired like the portrait of Christ.
And tomorrow will bring another sun,
other hateful loves and mercyless new dawns
Please, take me in your holy arms and after this
bury my skin and then burn me in your soul.
Please, take me in your holy arms and after this
bury my skin and then burn me in your soul.


2009 - ODYSSEY EUROPA 4CD


THE UNREACHABLE ONE

Tonight's snow has given a little break, in a way.
I've spent some minutes looking down at the square.
Yes, the "famous" square... This heaven's famous square.
Hours have gone by, today is yesterday.
Yesterday I was watching Sea... Sellers on the screen.
Today I will see Sean Seller's own bad dreams.
These rooms are getting smaller,
while the phone keeps on ringing...
It's ringing, ringing, ringing...
and laughing, laughing, laughing...
It continuously looks for somebody's lost trails...
It walks along the walls and sings in hidden dawns.
There's often a hazy shade in the evening ray of light
that stands against the door, so feverish and "stoned".
Perhaps I'm being wrong, as snowy nights are strange.
The phone laughs and laughs, and walks with funny paws,
it seems almost blind, white times to catch the flies.
So reach me whenever you want, my time is on your side...
Be sure I will be kind playing with you.
One day you'll get the feeling to catch a glimpse of something
and it'll seem to you that a hazy shade is laughing.
And it'll seem to you that a hazy shade starts moving.


SCHMERZ

Padre mio raccomando lo spirito mio nelle tue mani
E così dicendo lo spirito uscì fuori dal corpo
E rimase col capo chinato e sul petto
Oh, com'era l'anima della madre allora
Quando lo suo figliuolo vedea con tanta pena venir meno
E gridare e piangere e morire
Dhé, or che faceva allora la Maddalena sua fidele e diletta discepola
E che faceva san Giovanni, il quale era amato da lui sopra tutti gli altri
E che facevano l'altre due sorelle, e che podevano elle fare
Parte sì tutta la gente e rimane la tristissima madre sua
Con quelle altre quattro persone che dette sono
Porsi a sedere a lato alla croce
E contemplano suo diletto figliolo
E piangeva e lacrimava senza rimedio ognuno
Guardavan le ferite delle mani e dilli piedi e del labbro
Ora all'una ed ora all'altra
E il volto e il capo
E vedeva le punture degli spilli
La barba divelta
E la faccia brutta di sputo e di sangue
E guardando e piangendo non si potea saziare


JUSTICE

Those eyes were
staring at me
through the glass.
A silent face
filled with anger
filled with blind hate
and despair.
I couldn't say anything more
and I couldn't clear my name.
I've been sentenced 'cause I've been dreaming
but it's too easy to say these things...
And the eyes will stare at me again
through the cold glass
of the whole world.
And they'll sentence me again
all those moments
I feel myself
falling down.
So they'll sentence me again
for the wrong things
I have made
all days when
I've been thinking
I would have lost my strenght.
In the end they did find me
and my weapons were stained with blood
Don't remember...
but I would swear
I have been not really harmed.
So, they did find the corpses
which I don't remember having killed.
One cold morning
after a restless night
I remember I was trembling
had a blinding light in my brain
and my eyes were so tired...
Yes, a blinding light was coming down
coming down to my eyes.
What would be the point of telling the truth
when everybody wants me to forget about it...?


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...


LEARNING TO LIVE

A warm, peaceful river
flows down there. Blue horizons on your head...
You are lucky, get relaxed...
Do believe me, everything is running fine
we are here just for you, trying to save you and keep you calm
You're not lost, so don't care
if you see any shining 'round your bed, in that room
So be strong, and hold on.
There's a place near this house
and your daddy will take you there...
So talk to me, no, don't lose your will now...
A warm, golden river
that flows filled with mice...
........ Little mice, little world, just a kingdom to belong to...
........ Little world, little mice, just a kingdom to belong to...
No she's not able to speak to anybody else but her dreams,
she's a fool, she's a lunatic, she's never really existed...
just a joke of your mind... So, come on, make your choice...
Save the whales / Kill the flies
Don't eat meat / Don't kill pigs / Save the planet / Save your soul
Get left-wing / Get right-wing / Read Bukowski, don't waste time!
... And be kind, and be grateful / Tell me how you're so special
Buy a flat and some pet / and do not forget your roots!
Trust in Satan, he's the truth / Anyway you're nothing... nothing
And inside you are God, you are free, you are my son.
Keep on taking drugs and pills... Got addicted? Get cleared out!
Let's change treatment / Drink less coffee...
There's a light in the sky.
"Welcome to you all, come to me
call by phone and excuse me
if I don't speak so well... Let your friends come with you!".
She's never really existed... just a joke of your mind...
Keep on taking sedatives... There's a light in the sky.


THE ETERNAL
(written by Ian Curtis, released by Joy Division in 1980 on Closer LP)

Procession moves on, the shouting is over
Praise to the glory of loved ones now gone
Talking aloud as they sit round their tables
Scattering flowers washed down by the rain
Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden
Watching them pass like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the heat of the moment
Possessed by a fury that burns from inside

Cry like a child, though these years make me older
With children my time is so wastefully spent
A burden to keep, though their inner communion
Accept like a curse an unlucky deal
Played by the gate at the foot of the garden
My view stretches out from the fence to the wall
No words could explain, no actions determine
Just watching the trees and the leaves as they fall


THE END OF DAY

And at the end of day, pain's getting real
as no more light could shine for thousands of years

Where is the gentle haze that brings on the peace
Father of fear you ate the dark heart of night

Mind weeping rides away
tired of these long white nights
in silence I percieve
the years rolling by
for it's a puzzling feeling
that grows so much inside,
inside, inside my dream
tired and trembling I hide

A long night should feed the dawn but no light dwells here
The way to find the sun seems so distant now

Father of fear, my Lord, what are you for real?
You gave my aching heart to the wind from the abyss

Tollings of the new sun
have the same noise of dreams
while things just fall apart
and I can't resist
and like in troubled waters
I might now drown
so inside, inside my dream
tired and trembling I go

And death mows with her wing
as darkness drops down again
and wish I had courage now
equal to my desire
and have that proud look
shining in my eyes, as though
I had gazed, gazed for days
into the burning sun


BEAUTY AS A SIN

Sunrays never shined
On the most luminous places
The children have never nailed lizards
Onto any wooden boards.
Stormy days were lukewarm
Like gentle spring caresses
And thunders were like a music
Not scaring anybody.
The sea went to draw a lost lake
While lapping the continent
Just while the snow was falling down
without memories.
Believe it
You were born within the arms
Of a crepuscular glory.
Faceless, His eyes smiled at you
Like inviolate coral
While you were gazing
At another haven's name
With your hazy memory
After a further flight
Called "birthday"...
Believe it
And now everybody falls asleep
In this grand silence
I knew that this moment would have come
To take your deep kiss away.
My bed now is filled with blood.


AFTER WINTER

See this place after winter
while wind is blowing softly
and another night has gone
with no sleep and neither noise.
"Sisters" are burning in Hell,
"brothers" maybe are doing it too.
Wrapped in fire or lost with angels
till those lies will become truth.

Burn and burn my little bed,
you should understand my opinion,
after all I'm wasting time
talking with some hidden idiot.
Burn and burn dear useless voice
losing you is the best choice,
no more lies to say any longer,
just some shit to die for.

When that Light's vast sea is coming
to kiss my head once again,
an involuntary dream
is getting closer for a while
with its warm blue hands of sorrow
and draws the past of a blind crowd,
when a future made of playing shades
appears among the rays.

Our lives "dance around fires"
that somebody needs to light
thinking life is just a star
made for boring bunnies' shouts.
Time for hearing fairy tales
time to thank for all this fun,
all the teddy bears are buying
brand new tickets to the sun.


FIELDS OF SUNSET

I walk down a cemetery
at the edge of the wind.
A dusty brown raincoat
maybe grey.
A sanctuary with scraped walls...
Dried nests forever empty.
I walk along the place
of the inexistent depressing eyes.
Destroyed domes,
the carelessness of my house.
Master of ruins.
Only of them can I sing the praises
for the great splendour of death.
Death's angels...
Breath of wind.
Lamb of God.

Springtime sends its watering sun into these bounded lands,
from windows nobody is looking through anymore.
Nobody. No more. Nobody is here any longer
Gathering left memories,
Wandering among the sick fields at sunset...

And the last money spent for pictures...
and crying,
while the air turns into pink
and the daisy remains in your hands so small
not even beautiful.
You live far away from human beings
and from time to time you appear
among them.


IN THE ENDLESS RAIN

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...


NEFERTITI ONE

(Year 2005.
A small but powerful spaceship called "Nefertiti One",
only containing the corpse of a beautiful 33 year-old woman,
has been launched to space,
for the purpose of making possible extraterrestrial intelligent forms of life
admire human beauty at its best.
The body has been teatred with CS4BETA2, a revolutionary mummifying process
created by the Canada-based firm Innovative Icon Laboratoires.
Nefertiti One should be in a position to travel by space
one thousand years approximately,
before becoming a wreckage lost into eternity)

Blue suns, crystal and soundless.
Right the third year after departing.
Meanwhile, down on the mother,
another ape is feeling sad.
Lasting fine scent as a human
impossible history made by French or Italian liars,
tattoed lipstick and grey eyes
thrusted in your sculptural mournful sleep.
On earth, October's last blossoms
are smelling intense filled with life
one minute before getting shadows.
While like an enemy you're going
towards the final empty exile
to glorify a far off decline.
Your arms today look slighly tanned
as maybe stars have touched your skin,
going beyond the proof blue crystal.
A new world is coming up to your ship
tomorrow's dawn will see the shape
of a star sanctuary's dream valley.


SEASONS OF THE WORLD (KC EDIT FOR SIDERARTICA)

God dies in the mind of those who are unable to stay
Now sit down and wait for
wait for your end

While the rays of light are shuting you up
while your eyes are sparkling pain
while your heart does not succeed in saying a word anymore

Do you recognise the smile of that man?
Do you remember about him?
There are no more memories...
and what remains is just wondering what happened before
who did you see and kill?
Think...
It shouldn't have been this way
Now, all that remains is laughing


THE FINAL COUNTDOWN
(written by Joey Tempest, released by Europe in 1986 on 7" single / LP, then covered by Laibach in 1994 on NATO CD)
(released in 1999 on Schlecht & Ironish - Laibach Tribut CD)

We're leaving together,
But still it's farewell
And maybe we'll come back,
To earth, who can tell?
I guess there is no one to blame
We're leaving ground
Will things ever be the same again?

It's the final countdown...

We're heading for Venus and still we stand tall
Cause maybe they've seen us and welcome us all
With so many light years to go and things to be found
I'm sure that we'll all miss her so.


HOLD (VERSION FOR :WUMPSCUT:)
(written by Rudy Ratzinger, released by :Wumpscut: in 2005 on Evoke double CD edition)

Time your time
It fades away
I feel my time
My life runs out

So hold you darling
Your darling in your arm
Because it leaves
Very soon so soon

So hold you darling
Your darling in your arm
Because it leaves
Very soon so soon

Dance agian
With me and we
Will find and end
For all I call

Leaving


BERLINER MESSE PT.2

Henri Fertet
Liuba Sevtzova
Sabato Martelli Castaldi
Alfred Schmidt-Sas
Tancredi Galimberti
Kim Malthe-Bruun
Dmitra Tsatsou
Olga Bancic
Rudolf Fischer
Marie Fischer
Guglielmo Jervis
Marie Kuderikova
Giuseppe Perotti
Luigi Campegi
Walter Fillack
Giovanni Battista Vighenzi
Mario Brusa Romagnoli
Chaïm
Giordano Cavestro


NEWS (DEMO VERSION)

I'm a crystal flash
the cold dark of the people
is living near me
I feel like a stranger
that cannot rest his eyes
I'm like a dusty mirror
I'm not shure, I'm confused
I hear the echo of the news
in presence of the warlords

I'm dreaming only slight colours
My memories are tears
They're falling just like drops
and soaking the white floor
The silence of my lips
is only a tired moment
because I'm bored of it
because there are no excuses
I need to see the day
I need to see the light
This room is falling down
I want to see its end

Here comes the winter, miriads of rainsparks
are glittering on the sill
The shouting that I hear is like an obscure lake
My time has stopped there
I feel like a stranger that cannot rest his eyes
I'm like a dusty mirror


EMBRACE (SARA NOXX FEAT. KIRLIAN CAMERA)
(written by Angelo Bergamini, Sara Noxx, Winfried Rillinger, released by Sara Noxx in 2008 on XX-Ray triple CD)

Embrace my convictio
Embrace my fantasy
And during all the time you kisses me at night
You broke so much more than just a promise
Adrift I'm flying for ages
Afraid of benighted eyes beyond the facade
And all the time you defiled my breath
I liquidated with broken dreams
Approaching to me
Adrift I`m flying for ages
And during all the time you kissed me at night
You broke so much more than just a promise

Embrace my affection
Embrace my loosing soul
I never felt something like this pain before
And you broke so much more than just my hungry heart
Embracing my fingers
Embracing my soul
Belong to my senseless being
That prevent from unfold
Deflower my feelings
In this cruel time of pain
Conceal me again
Approaching to me...
Embracing my fingers...
Embracing my shoulders
Embracing my eyes
I'm crazy about YOU

Come and kill me with lies
Deflower my feelings
In this cruel time of pain
Conceal me again


GUILT (RE-MIX FOR CRIMINAL ASYLUM)
(written by Criminal Asylum, released by Criminal Asylum in 2000 on Choice CD)

Rejection, deception
World of distrust
Division, confusion
Blinded and lost
The blame of ignorance
The weight of misery
The threat of violence
The guilt of life
Aggression, Submission
Crawl through the dirt
Violation, alienation
World of hurt
The blame of ignorance
The weight of misery
The threat of violence
The guilt of life


THE BURNING SEA (ORIGINAL MIX)

I hear the barking dogs singing your favourite tune
among the growing corn, in this tired summer's flood
I see the falling drops
I hear your boring groans
they sound like casual howls
coming from endless shows...
No one will get into this place
as no one could get out unhurt.
No one will find anything else
but fixed expressions on a picture.
No one can hear, no one can see
no one can save me from my past
no one can eat my chilly heart
no one will escape from this rain.
I've understood your thoughts.
I've been part of your soul
but I never met you before
along these corridors.
I hear the barking dogs,
they sing your favourite tune
among the growing corn
in this old summer's flood...
The game is over, stuff your sun
stuff your light, stuff your drugs
your cowardice, your mummy's sneer
as anyway I'll take you to her.
And blindness is coming, coming here
to our lost lands, to our regrets.
Its kiss is great its hands are cold...
So blindness is coming. Coming here.
And everything is burning down this lost and paralyzing sea
and Donald Duck is smiling from hell
and waves his lovely little hand.
No one can hear, no one can see
no one can save me from my past
no one can eat my chilly heart
no one will escape from this rain.
You legendary idiot shits
what have you been thinking with this joke?
Where have you been, what have you done
what may you say and add and realize?
Your conformity, your anarchy
your rhetoric, your black old Sundays...
The game is over, stuff your sun.
Where have you been, what have you done?
No one will get into this place
as no one could get out unhurt.
No one will find anything else
but laughing killers in a picture.


THE IMMATERIAL CHILDREN - EDIT

In the dark, every shape creates flashes of fear
and this night's chilly breath is shaking my thoughts like old autumn leaves.
Sometimes I'm happen to dream... and I don't know the truth.
I'm seeing you... just seeing you... again... holding out
for a non-existent guilt, for every repressed scream.
You waited... waited... but your mother was not looking at you
and your not many years were freezing the room and all of the eyes around there.
When I saw you... you were dead.
Then, I saw a shadow passing by
So I got a bit confused.
Don't dry your tears,
Now they must see your pain...


CORONER'S SUN (RE-MAKE BY LUX ANODYCA)

Fast, without a story the past falls
After so many windy days
A nameless new fog comes.
All that you may hear is just a lost noise...
Like a feverish hell's drone
In this petrified hill.
Anyway here it comes
Looking like unforeseen joy
In the end, as a thief
As a silly memory.
Stealing on stars on stars
And their everlasting fire.
Summertime, secretely
Here it comes with its nonsense
Stealing any revenge
And the voice of the dumb dead
Stealing both Satan's blood
And every possible last hope.
S'got your face, your language
Your all-time depressing voice
Your postcards from the world
Sent off when you were a star.
All the wanton lies you always spread
And all the allies you always had
Are now close to burn down.
Unreal oblivion without sound
Makes everything more ghostly while
So still appears the garden.
S'got the grudge you always had
And the snobbery of whom
Has a friend, maybe dead
His stuffed body in the lounge.
S'got the grudge you always had
And the snobbery of whom
Had a love, time ago...
Who killed you before your crimes...