Blindead

Sensuality
Erotic tale gets details
Hidden drawings
All the world dreams are in this picture
And so
Complicity
Celebrates
Brad new existence
Matter, space and time…
Constructing the world
Consuming the life
Constructing the time
Matter, space and time…


2. After 38 Weeks


Muted, distant, unrecognizable sounds…
The city, the people, the kitchen, the bathroom,
Places I managed to recognize
After several days
But not by smell
I can't smell anything
It feels like I'm not breathing
My sense of taste also ruthlessly vanished somewhere
The last thing I had in my mouth left a metallic aftertaste
But it was ages ago
I see nothing
Gravity is nonexistent
Where the hell am I?
Impulse how did it happen?
Nothingness
Why can't I remember who I am, what I am?
After a minute I realize I don't remember anything
What was yesterday, what's today?
I'm suspended in a smudgy, fuzzy, vague, obstinate nothingness
I'm swallowed, my world shrinked
And keeps getting smaller like it's trying to devour me
Then again I have a strong sense of assured safety


3. My New Playground Became


My life begins again
I wish it would never end
Mommy, I'm here for you
Daddy, I'm next to you
You fear me more and more
Pity and cruelty
Sunk in dark misery
God, how the stars did fall?
You never speak my name
The eyes oddly Innocent
I'm bleeding out my tears
Locked in my sanity
Unable to stand against
Pointless violence
Counting and setting things in order
To be constant is my true form
Incapacity towards this stale
Rotten world drives me to create a new entity
I dream of coming back to the matrix, to hide
To cuddle
To dream and fall in love with
The warmth and paralyzing unconcern


4. Dark And Gray


Nights dark beyond darkness and the days more gray
Each one than what had gone before
Dust and ash everywhere. Charted and limbless trunks of
Trees stretching away on every side
Ash moving over the road and the sagging hands
Of blind wire strung from the blackened lightpoles
Whining thinly in the wind
The shape of a city stood in the grayness
Like a charcoal drawing sketched across the waste
Nothing to see the cold and the silence
If only my heart were stone. No sign of life.
The blackness she woke to on those nights
Was sightless and impenetrable
A blackness to hurt your ears with listening
No sound but the wind in the bare and blackened trees
She rose and stood toffering in that
Cold autistic dark with her arms
Out held balance…
For falling…
For falling…
For falling…


5. So, It Feels Like Misunderstanding When


Leaving the chaos behind straight paths lead me far away beyond the mountain of pain
Endless journey
To the place of peace
I can reach the shining stars
I can reach the burning sun
It's my paradise asylum
Kingdom of me
Kingdom of purity
It's my paradise asylum!
Reflections in the mirrors smiling at me!
One colored rainbow summoning the light
Delusional perspective falling apart!


6. All My Hopes And Dreams Turn Into


I wish I knew how to travel in time…
I wish I knew how …
I wish I knew how to travel in time…
I wish I knew how …
Cruel betrayal
No one wants to be alone
My prison
My getaway
My freedom
My salvation
My prison
Ghost not seen in a thousands of years
Awoke from their slumber


7. AfflictionX XVII II MMIX


One careless conception
One life created
Unlucky strange day
One father, one mother
One worse than the other
One sick of anger
One disease and one dysfunction
One maltreatment, and malfunction
One child
Sensitive mind
One broken tree
Life taken away
One escape
Terrible price to pay
One coffin
One grave
One priest and one word to say

Well, I shall have to stay here forever and ever
Well, I shall have to stay here forever and ever

I fall into the sea of my own tears
Of my own tears
Affliction
I pray for your souls
Affliction
Affliction
Affliction…