BIG SLICE the eye illuminated orb clustered dark matter a shade of black a well spread disease festering in our hearts it's allways awake passing it on thriceborn mammon's lackeys it will be done 'cause it can be done it's allways awake polluting our souls rid this world of these sinister hands chanting to the sound of singing swords the urge to power unite and plunder and incorporate the eye illuminated orb clustered dark matter a shade of black (released on "Gold Cut" 2008) TIME WON'T TELL time - won't tell all - at stake drift - to a swirl set - on flames time all drift set (released on "Gold Cut" 2008) SUGARBREAD coded tongue and gesture leaves me deaf and numb the ape ate the sugar head stuck in a hive i got saved by a sinking ship these wrecks shall comfort me stripped! tied up! drowning! and mute! i was promised a blizzard now i'm moving through it's just pouring i'm water in the sea quite far from grace won't be undone! coded tongue and gesture leaves me deaf and numb the ape ate the sugar the head stuck in a hive (released on "Gold Cut" 2008) ZEROEND Time Zero No time - take me on Welcome day and good bye We're .. Follow me For you Heart stays Open Time Zero No time - take me on Welcome day and good bye We're .. Follow me For you As one No end For you As one For you No end (released on "Gold Cut" 2008) HUNGER DOESN'T LEARN wars fought without men no tales of bravery ride your own apocalypse saturated with steady fear the road is paved with the bones of the dead crick! crack! crick! crack! killing what we can't take care of cause hunger doesn't learn hovering parboiled hatred now anyone's got sharp teeth make up ghosts and chase them reload the troublegun no need to disguise once it's ugly enough - and it is! the man takes it from the living and never learns from the dead (released on "Gold Cut" 2008) CROWDED HEARTS i lay my head under wings at crowded hearts i drink your wine thus sing your song safe and sound it takes ten arms to wrestle this down words like flare claim the pride to put up with what we've got we dare to crave we stand to lose crave. lose. (released on "Gold Cut" 2008) TOSSED INTO THE LIGHT the kingdom i rule is about to disintegrate dazed by the sound of your steady drums all things you touched stay lit and guide my way out to an unspoiled ground the cause outrules all conditions and shelters the outreaching hearts keeping us at arm's length the sword upon our heads to cut the loss will all be claimed once our bones reflect the sun as we're tossed into light and the stars shine through our spine (released on "Gold Cut" 2008) DRY RIVERS AND COLD STARS big obstacles from thin air make yourself an easy prey the sheep ordered hay stable for the scarred harbour of the wrecked host to shattered dreams dry rivers and cold stars hot air architects with shiny crowns of broken teeth i'll dig up your pledge from its shallow grave (released on "Gold Cut" 2008) GOLD CUT eyes fixed on the stain a clear vision turns to a blur a wide empty stare feeding back on itself i want it - the clear gold cut stand down and let it shift soothe me, digest me or spit me back out lower yourself, offend me peel out you serpent! (unreleased) THE THICK GLOSS ascend from this ray of shallowness bold and seamless - burn or lighten up just different enough to feel ok in this cosy box, separated from the flock i've listened you dry like all my favorite songs before - got another? i shared with you what wasn't mine all thoughts transpired - smell my mind i shared with you what wasn't mine all thoughts expired - got another? (written 2002, released on "Loess" - longing for uniqueness and renewal) HIKIKOMORI i confess to the world with the heavy curtains drawn isolation versus solitude, bleached out and solarized so much bigger than all i've seen, yet left with empty hands and a soul fertilized - how to ease my stubborn head? i see your head up there - surrounded by clouds and blizzards still embracing deception with a open heart when will i allow myself to be understood get out the crowbar, precious crawl back in, crawl back in, crawl back in let me crawl back in (released on "Loess" - Hikikomori is a japanese term for people who have no social contact with the outside world, locked in a womb/tomb called "home". That perverted way of living, or more precisely "surviving" serves as an analogy for a state of social negligence.) STEELBATH each second of silence increases the weight of the unspoken word - condemned to repeat so how's life in the cookie-jar? create and adjust the urge to avoid reflection - try to defeat staged tragedy to trigger my corrupted mind compassion burned out, now who's the stooge? keep you busy and well entertained reveal your hope-dealers abort headbirth to conspiracy chocking on the forcefed truth can't remember (when i left) first-person mode gone through my hands / just how deep will you take the knife so countless / move in frames think in frames inhale and eat / will you fix the broken steelyard sweat and bleed / can you break and read the stresscode reveal and dodge / to untwist your self-esteem the hard-drawn lines / refuse to bathe in corroded steel the breaking light / did i really come here blank? might shape the truth / or is it running all through me? (released on "Loess" - what feeds our ability to make judgement? aren't we all becoming product of our environment? people with worldly power are tempted, driven by decadence, to manipulate you and push your buttons.) AFTERMATH welcome to the annual half-hour of truth peeling through all layers of skin home is where i forgot my head insight is allways around the bend - allways i felt that gentle stroke of abdication i've gone with every train that left this town this time i'll make it smooth for me watch me do the last cheap stunt allow yourself to be the first to know when it's over allow yourself to be the first to know when it's done (released on "Loess" - looking back can make you smart and wise. sometimes in a relationship of any kind you end up in a weird condition you never intended to be. in the best case you can peel away all the bullshit that keeps you from seeing what's worth the pain. this song's actually NOT about suicide, allthough it may seem so.) BLACK SPOT must i bruise my knuckles, just to assure i can feel the pain? stir up my dark corner, get me screening the bloodspill shivering, seething and bellyaching can't turn down my promise won't lower the threshold for an unreflected cause keep the lid on the black hole challenge my rage, twist me faster than the speed of thought drag patience out into the dark and leave it slayed and cold come on flash the blade and watch them run faster, further someone bless your forsaken soul - cause i never would, never could (released on "Loess" - this lyrics were written after whitnessing unbounded hatred and violence from two giant boneheads towards a good friend of ours. besides from being shocked by the ugliness of pure contempt and the sound of knuckles hitting a head i was confronted with my own (dis-) ability to find proper mesurse to intervene. and then the wish of seeing someone painfully suffer. virtual revenge.) PENDULUM the machines we built are heading straight back return to sender - hell is up here his helmet is fused to his head hit by the one he aimed his hands are pieces of meat he's facing up with his purpose - won't give in burn the flag as i am born my sorrow's not for sale perception left so low and torn image and word proof to fail (written 2002, released on "Loess" - mankind has an urge to piss against the wind and sometimes it's simultaneously a real tragedy and good laugh to watch us doing so.) HAND IN MOUTH nothing disappears until you try to grab squeeze it, squeeze and spill it out i refuse to complete this circle to link this corrupted chain tell me, how does it taste this meal of a hundred hearts ride this newfound alliance and bury your skills hard to find an inch to breathe in this stench of melting wings try to comprehend with an elephants' mind is it worth a thought struggle on hand in mouth joy and simplicity is the promise unkept (written 2002, released on "Loess") CUTTING TREES how can you debscribe my life why don't you tell me to live just holding me like a thief hold me like i never asked for hold me like i tried to ask for don't you know that i am me how can you turn me into you how can you know what is true nails, over and over from you the garden's end is not the door you do the same as they., but to me steal love, but it's not a change to me the words are griefing me what do you really feel for me don't you know that i am me the badness is not in me i just want to feel my way to be let the bird fly free (released on "Loess") BLEND IN / LOAD OFF heft your burden for weight blend in and load off hand me your brick and your stone we've got a parachute made of skin such vage desperation on display bouncing off the wall my sanity serves you well no sir the pleasure is mine licking sore feet from chasing the sun what will it take to shake your grounds ten whips and a fist across your skull make these demons become your blade blend in load off blend in load off (written 2002, released on "Loess" - sometimes it gets me how easily people get bent and lost. and then start reaching for very desperate measures in order to get attention. start destroying stuff, harming themselves or - worst - hurting other people.) KING OF VOID oversaturated with intentions must achieve bless me with ignorance raise my shield again this clock has allways been reset move on or time will pull the trigger this day is all you'll ever get you owe me to endure sickened by presence overexposed again queen of nothing king of void come on, visit me uninvited thrash the shelve i put you on divide the individual give me something to chew on this tension petrifies this reek of weakness suffocates this will to live remains untamed safety comes stealth, brings solitude (written 2001, unreleased - staring at people who can't get a life and at the same time feeling just the same. watching people you like not getting any further with their future-plans and not much doing better by yourself. tearing down the walls you built to protect yourself from all these losers who are about to pull you down into that shitty hole we all live in.) CRUTCH you stabbed me i need a crutch now i'm fragile please touch you've got me by my neck let's make an hour of every sec. (you stabbed me i need a crutch now i'm fragile please touch) i can feel my gap this is realtime you fill my gap this is real (written 2000, released on "Walking Blackwards" - a more enthusiastic approach to the relationship-thing. about feeling alive, real. escaping the virtual world i often find myself in.) FED TO THE FIRE now that all has been said and done get lost, no tears will be shed you´re just a piece of wood fed to the fire to burn without feeling the heat (repeat) (written 1999, released on "Never Cheat on armed Teddybears" - when you end off walking away with a big fat "2" on your back. a bit of self-pity, yes. victimizing yourself may help you to feel better temporarely.) REMIND ME TO FORGET hold on to illusion, remind me to forget nails of self-righteousness through my head my doors are shut wide open where's consecration that i promised to myself bloom, my friend bloom, my friend think it back and forth and never utter a sound shame of self-pity, void of self-respect rinse resentment off my skin tip the scale filled up with pride and discontent shine, my friend shine, my friend (written 2001, released on "Walking Blackwards" - this one is about impossibilities and struggles in relationships. trying not to hurt anyone and not getting hurt. well, you know better than me...) SOIL in life there is no shelter no place of nothingness the pictures start to wither the lacking of a quantum leap please grant asylum for my hopes all this effort can't be wasted no soil, no place to grow how do you say, to suffer is to gain (repeat) (written 1998, released on "Walking Blackwards" - ever felt like disappearing, finding shelter in a place where nothing exists, no light, no color, no one bugging you, no grief, no-thing? well, surprise! it's not there! not even beyond life, i guess.) JUST AS THEY SAID it's just as they said it's in your head (repeat) (written 1999, released on "Walking Blackwards" maybe the world we see through our little eyes doesn't actually exist. color, shape, time is just made up by our mind. eXistenZ, stuff like that. or: you know 'bout people who made a "near-to-death-experience?" this famous motion-picture that shows you your entire life as you die? somehow it all must be stored upstairs. every emotion, scent or sight you had must be there somewhere.) AND ALL BECAUSE... and all because and all because who or how many could see if the lights were out expressing without expression 'cause in life it's not on you to create only to catch your target only to confirm yourself and all because of you! how can you give an answer before the question is asked and how can you judge a person when truth is so masked all because (written 1993/94, released on "Walking Blackwards" - blaming other people is always easier than owning up for yourself. prejudiction is nothing to be ashamed of. it's more a matter of how dealing with it.) QUICKSAND QUEEN you cross your fingers when you talk in high-heels on quicksand you even try to walk it's written on your forehead your make-up won't cover it up artificial eyelash it's your brain that needs a push-up do you realize where you stand let me tell you you're on quicksand you represent our state of mind i guess you have it all but just like average mortals you rise and then you fall please let us know when you're 98 all these scars from your struggle against fate (written 1999/00, released on "Walking Blackwards" - this stuff crossed my mind while watching a miss-world contest. a pitty there hasn't been taken care of their brain, while surgically patching together the rest of their body. by the way, most plastic surgery done on males is maximising their dearest member. hmm, think again...) EQUALIZER we swell where the space is given yeah we're ego driven we spread ourselves where things are settled thy next is yourself you're not the one you're supposed to be you're supposed to be just like me you're about to see the way i see we've got to think alike (repeat phrases 1-6) (written 2000, released on "Walking Blackwards" - something i figured out: people don't necessarely think and work the way i do. but on the other hand, the epicentre of your being on this planet is no one else except you. so, let me colonize you! submit to my conditions!) FACE THE FACT it's impossible to give change a chance with the fist in your pocket but the brain in your pants watch your words watch how act watch your movements face the fact the way you approach makes me want to choke where is fairness where is your goddamn head uncontrolled got to close if you could i bet you would face the fact face it! (written 1994, released on "Walking Blackwards" - this one was supposed to be about male behavior in general and more specific towards females. as i figured out later, there's a lot of jealousy included. just the regular brew feelings and decisions are made of.) LONE way too smart to realize business runs without you you're facing the dead end the chosen ones do not match let me absorb the loneliness for your grief i'm not the bucket speechless and out of reach straight thoughts are getting rare hard to vouch for what you say as things get too tight let me wallow in emptiness i'm not your target today (written 1999, released on "Walking Blackwards" - sometimes you're better off on your own. this is dedicated to loneliness. ha! f**k you all!) HANDSHAKE WITH NAILS in the corner of life just another mistake like a cancer of the civilized gasping for life and space wrong time wrong place a handshake with nails life bites its tail nothing without its opposite side we've got the privilege to prefer you better walk with them turn your mind conform and lose your faith and with it your face (written 1993, released on "Walking Blackwards" - this is about feeling displaced in society. at some point one has to accept social standards or fight them. right on!) all lyrics © written by Philipp Thöni except "Cutting Trees" & "Zeroend" by Thomas Tschuor
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