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I - Denial
01:10
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Black Room
08:34
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"...but I am nothing, nothing at all, I cannot even kill myself: too boring..."
(Georg Büchner: Lenz)
Born in a black room.
Haunted by the shadows.
Born in the dark night.
Trapped in the mist.
Thoughts are worms in my head.
Feed my body with distress and pain.
Words are nails in my soul.
Read my skin with blood filled eyes.
Lies are splinters in my heart.
Pull the scab out of my veins.
Tears are razors in my mouth.
Dry the blood with a burning blade.
Mirrors on the wall.
Lost in reflections of death.
Mirrors on the wall.
Lost in reflections of death.
Only with the greatest effort did he fall asleep, having tried at length to fill the terrible void. Then he fell into a dreadful state between sleeping and waking; he bumped into something ghastly, hideous, madness took hold of him, he sat up, screaming violently, bathed in sweat, and only gradually found himself again.
A never-ending torture of unrest
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Virus Of The World
07:03
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"Wir leben in einer Zeit der Ungleichzeitigkeit: Während wir technologisch im 21. Jahrhundert stehen, sind unsere Weltbilder noch von Jahrtausende alten Legenden geprägt. [...] Wir verhalten uns wie Fünfjährige, denen die Verantwortung über einen Jumbojet übertragen wurde."
(Michael Schmidt-Salomon)
The book of lies told us
We're genetic perfection.
The image of god,
A spreading infection
We are scum! A disease!
A parasite, a microbe.
Death and horror
All around the globe!
Reconsider your stuck-up opinion.
You're just an animal
Dissipative and cruel.
Eat or be eaten.
That's the only rule.
You're just a rack-wheel
Of the whole machinery.
Think about it, your brain gets swirled.
You are a part of the
Virus of the world.
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4. |
II - Depression
01:50
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Emptiness
08:30
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"Stawrogin: Sie glauben an das ewige Leben in der anderen Welt? Kirilow: Nein, aber an das ewige Leben in dieser."
(Fjodor Dostojewskij: Die Dämonen)
My dead body sinks to the ground.
Waves of sorrow carry my soul.
Shores of doom await my coming.
Sands of time drown my hope.
Your silent voice speaks to me.
Your blind eyes reflect my decay.
Your weak arms hold my despair.
Your deaf ears hear my cry.
And I tried
To believe in you.
And I put
My heart into your hands.
I screamed into the sky:
“Please save my soul.”
All is lost and
Nothing will remain.
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"Death is the thing I am most afraid of, and the resurrection of the flesh [...] is the one that it is hardest for me to accept, from the point of view of ... life."
(Salvador Dali)
Covered with the veil of mortality
Men created eternity.
And so they animated
Their lifeless flesh, their lifeless flesh.
Obsessed by the thought of infinity
Men created eternity.
And so they desecrated
Their human nature, their human nature.
Resurrection of the flesh – the human answer in the light of death.
Frightened at the sins of humanity
Men created eternity.
And so they sought for hope
In the shadow of god, in the shadow of god.
Exposed to the horror of reality
Men created eternity.
And so they found a place
In the absence of death, in the absence of death.
Denial
Of death means
Denial
Of life
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7. |
III - Acceptance
01:20
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8. |
Before The Law
07:03
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"Here no one else can gain entry, since this entrance was assigned only to you. I'm going now to close it."
(Franz Kafka: Before The Law)
Standing in the front of the gate.
Searching for the truth behind the walls.
Surrounded by all the fears of the past.
Waiting for all your dreams come true.
Gate to the law of life.
Quest of mankind.
The question is the key to your gate.
Paralyzed mind, weakened body.
Demeaning yourself by following the law.
Asking the same questions, telling the same lies.
Day after day, night after night.
And so many years are gone.
It’s time to close the gate.
You’ve never found the key.
You’ve wasted your life.
At a certain moment the gate to the law stands open
And the gatekeeper walks to the side.
And you can see through the gate into the inside.
And you recognize a bright light in the dark.
Searching for the truth, searching for the secret.
Crushed by the doubts of a desperate existence.
Waiting for an answer waiting for a sign.
On your knees before the law.
The gatekeeper sees that you are already dying.
And he comes to your face and he shouts at you:
“This gate was assigned only to you.
I’m going now to close it.”
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9. |
Meaningless Words
07:19
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"So lernt ich traurig den verzicht: Kein ding sei wo das wort gebricht."
(Stefan George: Das Wort)
As my words lost their meaning,
My world turned into stone.
As my thoughts lost their language,
My body turned into dust.
And I tried to close this gap with bridges of meaningless words,
But these words collapsed my gate to the world once more.
And I searched for new words but what I found was chaos.
Silence encased my heart and soul with the loudest desire.
And my body turned into a tomb, an empty shell, a hopeless decay.
No will to live, no will to die, no will to resist the pain.
Unheard voice echoed with the halls of a senseless existence.
The loss of my words meant the loss of reality.
As your words lost their meaning,
My world turned into stone.
As your thoughts lost their language,
My body turned into dust.
And you tried to close this gap with bridges of meaningless words,
But these words collapsed the gate to my world once more.
And I tried to find a way to become the person I wanted to be,
But I failed and I lost the language to speak to you.
And I listened to your voice to understand your thoughts.
But your words vanished into thin air.
I wanted to be a person you were able to understand.
I wished that my words had a meaning to you.
speechless pointless hopeless meaningless senseless soulless
No words, no hope.
I lost the way to speak.
No words, no hope.
I lost the way to think.
No words, no hope
You lost the way to speak.
No words, no hope.
You lost the way to feel.
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