1. Intro

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2. Waiting For Godot

Rhythm of rotting steps. Meaning of salvation
All you need is getting away. Off this side
Feed your frozen hands. By act of fate's creation
Just before you're flying away. Off this side

Our tree of mortal wisdom. Connecting us inside
Tries to escape from freedom. Promising paradise

Have you seen him here? Maybe he's our future
Eternal chance to achieve your aim. Off this side
You are lost my dear, doesn't mean what you care
About or hide inside in your veins. Off this side

Our hope of being immortal. Of living long enough
Arriving here this whole time. Is stopped by devil's laugh

Like in a prayer. Exactly like this
Non definited need. Exactly like this
What did he say? That he will see
That he's not promising. That he has to consider

Waiting for...Godot... Waiting for...Godot

It's a question of time. Of a character
Cold comfort. That cock won't fight
You are like you are. You won't break it
It's just a beginning. It's horrible

Waiting for...Godot... Waiting for...Godot

We wait for Godot, he's our ancient master
We wait for Godot, he's our mighty Lord
When mind is dead you hope is wakeing faster
To be surprised, to let us say just word

Have you seen him here? Maybe he's our future
Eternal chance to achieve your aim. Off this side
You are lost my dear, doesn't mean what you care
About or hide inside in your veins. Off this side

Our hope of being immortal. Of living long enough
Arriving here this whole time. Is stopped by devil's laugh

Like in a prayer. Exactly like this
Non definited need. Exactly like this
What did he say? That he will see
That he's not promising. That he has to consider

Waiting for...Godot... Waiting for...Godot

We wait for Godot, he's our ancient master
We wait for Godot, he's our mighty Lord
When mind is dead you hope is wakeing faster
To be surprised, to let us say just word

The end of life is imminent
Try to save us, try to wake us
We don't want to see this end
Try to save us, try to wake us
If it's better, make us blind
Try to save us, try to wake us
We don't want to loose our mind
Try to save us, try to wake us

3. Vision

4. [track-instrumental]

5. The Krapp's Last Tape

Return to your future, another kingdom, voice from from tape
Come back to your future, still in your kingdom, happy date

This is the present time, falls from the Krapp's last tape
The Old Man's searching for his own pain
What makes you happy now fall from the Krapp's last tape
Written forever into red rain...

All those furious letters, completed visions, voice from tape
All those destroyed papers, unspoken reasons, happy date

Unnamed...dead verses...dead lines...oral rape
Unscared...temptations...headlines...odious tape

All my hopes are closed in amber trinket
All my life exist in golden box
My living daylights, to them I surrender
I gave them my rights, my voice's my defender
Starring through the eyes of dying fate
All my love is gone with crying Lord
His tears of distrust, to them his surrender
Who's falling in love when death's growing faster

All my present time, when I listen to my past
I need to cross my mind
I need to read between the lines
I need to fight against disgust
From the darkest hour I hear voices from rotting blood
I hear scream and shout
Living box, my book of life, my eternal source of proud

I believe my lovin' tape
It's my fate, my childhood
I believe my glorious times
I still need my lovin' tape
It's such great, such righteous
I still need my glorious times

6. Happy Days

All, all my fall, all my falling masquerade...
...is my empty space...

7. Spectral Trio

Rolled body in the corner, let down your head
There's no place for you out there, no reason...
To hope that someone's coming to make you bed
Your time's so slowly running this season

Empty walls, so grey and sad
Broken dolls and no regret
Wasted years, forgotten times
Squared space, close your eyes

Injection of your despair, forthcoming breed
Eclose you, dirty laughter, in these cage...
No matter where's the exit, your dirty deed
Then listen to your heartbeat, living age...

Spectral trio when your soul is fine to go away
Ready to play with heavens
Spectral trio when your body so close to decay
Ready to play with devil...

Eternal loneliness, no better happiness and this is the red line
No time for innocence no chance for god's forces and this is your bad time
Living infinity, unspoken purity, maximum megadrive
Over and over that chemical hangover, deep water good to dive

Distrustful, unskillful, unbroken and painful, sit on your silver chair
No choice for all mankind, forbidden state of mind, you are still dying there
Those mental polutions, immortal confussion, sarcastic existence
From darkest abysses infernal death raises, bloody inheritance...

8. An Act Without Words

Symbolic situation, your life is not enough
An act of pain's perversion, the spike that strikes is tough
Closed in eternal darkness you feel the frost in veins
Believing in all black tales, nothing but death remains
Take me, my persecutor to the land of passions
Show me the astral space, your kingdom of black star
Be my God, be my Tutor, lame your flame of Ancients
Open my heart so much closed and cold so far...
The story is completed, your way is not to care
About the ones who bleeded, cause now you're closed out there...
No chance for your salvation, no chance to wake you up
Your scream is your reaction, your life's last big lap
Somewhere about there's better place to live forever
Somewhere inside there's better world, my former life
Somewhere outside I'll stop my pain, my burning fever
And if you want to meet me there just pass it by...
And act without words time of torment
And act without words connected lifes
God's falling force maze of torment
An act without words frozen lies
My sick persecution death of promised land which will born again
My sweetest confusion faith of damned land forgotten again
My dearest perversion 'till the sweetest end controlled again
My highest reaction stay with me, my friend don't leave me again

9. Lullaby

Now here comes the end of the day
When you came the long, long way'now you must consider this
Now this is the way it is

Then she thought that this is time for her
To finish all her lifetime overthere
The end of this long day came at last
across her mind it flows so fast

Tell me, my incubus, what the light's here?
Come across threshold to feel the taste of light
Is this way to burn my growning mindfear?
All you see before you keeps me satisfied
How can I stop this big run to nowhere?
Just trust me and listen to the lullaby...

Kukkaby for wasted life
When your mind is purified
All your access is denied
Cross the Styx...
Time for you to finish it
Don't forget to repeat
How to measure your heartbeat
Cross the Styx...
In your eyes the ray of light
All your life was painful fight
Come and die
Controll your rights
Cross the Styx...

This lullaby tries to remind you all your bright times
All happy years that your remember are behind...

That's the way I like it, baby, I don't want to live forever

10. Not Me

You still exist, but you are not right here
One ppoisoned kiss, your lips will show your fear

No persons, only questions written in dark
Forgive me, father, I'm not guilty
Unholy spaces always take us apart
Even don't ask me who is filthy

No face, no hands, no body real to touch
Existence means subjectivness so much

The presence, only presence you never know
What's the reaction of this absurd
Dramatic personae on stage in the row
But not this time, existenced murdered...
..."Da sein"...

It's not me who speaks here so loudly, only my words
Ruby lips explaining so proudly what does it mean...
It's not me controlling politely who closed the doors
Empty phantoms produced here mighty by Roger Blin

11. Nacht Und Träume

Better leave me in desire there where I
Feel like never before
Better stay on your way, better don't cross mine
Leave your feelings outdoor

Listen to your dreams oh listen carefully
Dream your crown, golden throne
We will never meet here again hopefully
Now just leave me alone

When I listen to sad ballad of nowhere
I can travel so far
And my journey is not searching you somewhere
Remembrances are empty even if they are...
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