Lantlôs

I learned how it is to feel alive In dim chambers A wet body, closeness Warm thighs, tousled hair Loving hands, Caring words. Our footsteps in the snow Faded I know how it is to feel alive Hollow wishes concrete souls. Sensation o luminescence artifi

The grey wind covered the last windows with dust Where are all the souls? buried and expelled degenerated to ghostlike shells You can see the behind weak backs Bended, their face buried in their hands, corroded by poison, paralyzed by ether Fading fi

All beauty is irony As our bones touch and melt Your oesseus hands fondle my stunted face Eyes of ivory And paper skin I see my face in your eyes Your shivering fingers, Your bloody lips In mine Etching kisses Fusing minds and body Into a disfigured

Alles ist unklar und zieht an mir vorbei Ich kann nichts erfassen und weiß nicht, ob ich das noch möchte Morgens, wenn die Sonne scheint, fühle ich mich als wär's der tiefste Winter Dann verläuft sich alles, weiß nicht, Orientierungslosigkeit, weiß d

Siren of souls howling and piercing the night. These are the streets, clinic fingertips. Sex and Violence. A naked soul, Smashed apart. Yearning, searching, longing. There are the street, I call my home. A light pressure, reality dissolves, I am shat