Wedekind - The End Of My Heartbeat MCD/MLP

Defiance Records XLVIII (02.06.2003)

lyrics.

cosmological impotence

i went out – almost naked
slowly downstairs onto the frozen ground
where i lay down
glaring up to the starlit infinity – starry nightsky
i went out – almost naked
slowly downstairs onto the frozen ground
where i lay down
glaring up to the starlit infinity – infinity

i realize an aversion to the thriving light…

abhorring dawn at all…

the mosaic

you do not dare to crack the image of monotony
because it´s safer - safer to apply their pattern of conformity

please edit my head of embarrassment…

you do not dare to change the colours of the mosaic
picking out the pale stones - painting over your boring ones
fitting in the new - not the archaic

please edit my head of embarrassment…

so that they won´t come through…

don´t say yes, don´t say yes
spit it out now
the copy-paste-pipeline…

pleasure and sunset

we´re swimming in the sea
you´re so pure - so beautiful
so sensual - while the sun descends
it´s already afternoon
it´s almost night

we´re separate now - i suffer
we´re separate now - i suffer

wrinkles below your eyes are revealing finiteness
wrinkles during your smile seem to whisper that we´ll die - someday

sea-salt adorns your skin
the tide is in - please hold the hand
time flies - the tide is out
it´s already afternoon
midnight sun ascends

we´re separate now - i suffer
we´re separate now - i suffer

wrinkles below your eyes are revealing finiteness
wrinkles during your smile seem to whisper that we´ll die…

bundle of nerves

you shivered
before having fuelled
the rocket to another planet
the rocket to another sphere
but you would never – never admit
staggering across broken glass
with tired eyes
and you would always – always deny
pretending that we lie
pretending that we lie

deaf and nerve-racking bundle of nerves

you would never – never admit
and you would never change
we´re enraged and desperate at the same time
guilt of a nervous breakdown
you would always deny
sustaining life´s lie
but slowly it drags…

semi-transparent curtain

and the days go by
the last chapter is written
the book is closed forever – closed forever
i just remember
fragments of the story
i loved it and it died
i loved it and it died
i just can watch it fading
and grasp something of the dead…

when everything becomes nothing
i´ve got something
something of the dead

i´ve got a picture of the sun
the dead sun that burns me
and everything is lost
except an attachment to the past…

above the enchanted seas

living in this cage.
fenced by my thoughts.
walled by my desires.
i need to evacuate my soul.

a window might appear
above the enchanted seas.

the end of my heartbeat
to know what it means to live.
the end of pulsating
to know what it means to love.

a window might appear
above the enchanted seas.

feeling perfect freedom.

chine

black volcanic ground
grey sky
hysterical screaming in the wasteland

no-one there, no-one there

creeks of tears are flowing down the walls
and i can see the horizon
of a two colour scene…

creeks of tears are flowing down…
it´s a two colour scene… chine – chine… it´s a two colour scene.

detailed error machine

they dominate lives
trying so hard to get things – to get things, to seize
for example green ear sticks with mp3
indeed a solution is right in front of me…

too concerned about details
life sometimes just flows
it´s not all about control
sometimes without steering it also goes on…

sometimes we´re captured
we´re seeking so hard
we´re trapped pretty mean
inside of our detailed error machine
to know is the door
to feel is the key
the rest is just details
a solution is in front of me…

cold human's helltrip

anything sweet makes me bleed
holes in the – in the air
this whole damn affair
is so sweet – is so sweet – makes me bleed
sweet liquid speed
oh god how i bleed

the semantics of and the infinite transition from love to indifference

love when it was meant to be a feeling…

mathematics

god disappears
cognition by means of induction / cognitions – economic purpose
qualities to be dissolved
maths is the tool
conclusions from plausible axioms
deduction versus induction

study of nature versus maths
qualities to quantities

research is shaped by capitalistic data…

maybe wrong

talking to someone.
relying on someone.
feeling close to someone.
feeling close to someone.
what´s the point,
and who decides?
limitations appear.

i may be wrong,
or – maybe – is it you?…