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Sweat

The mind goes round in circles
Whispering some secret sound
No relief is to be found
No relief is to be found

Loneliness is sweet, sweet pain
Therein bathe the heart
Oh, hopeless lost unfortunate soul
Waiting for another start

Left or right,
Nothing in-between
No struggles in illusions
No stress and no confusions
Nothing in-between
Day or night

Sweat,
Let the juice of life be clean again
Sweat,
Go back to when it all began

JvN 10.12.2009

Copyright © Moritz Arndt | Year Posted 2009



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Boredom

Tremendously boring
sassing groups of nerdy whores
and burning roads behind our backs
make us hide our highest scores

Worries, worries, never ending
Probably a brein in fear of time
Come pray my fiend and stay with me
I'll spend a tray of bread and wine

Tumble, tumble, hit the ground
with your ideas high in the sky
Whisper, whisper, not a sound
Hush, since the entire shy walk by

And all the stories just move on
as if an end could never be
And all the stories just move on
And in the end its only me

Copyright © Moritz Arndt | Year Posted 2009

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Brother, Oh Brother

Brother, oh brother, how do you feel
in times out of cotton with hearts out of steel?
My brain was burned by bad feelings so soon,
that my heart lost its function and fled to the moon.

You've seen my drown in a pool of light,
as consciousness was out of sight
In a pool of light you've seen me drown,
as shadows pulled my body down.

Brother, how do you feel?

Brother, oh brother, what do you care,
since all you illusions dissolved in the air.
Your memory has grown to a gigantic riddle,
with all your best wishes stuck right in the middle.

I've seen you run through a valley of frowns,
with long-bearded women in blood-stained gowns.
Through a valley of frowns, I've seen you run,
as you desperate journey just had begun.

Brother, how do you feel?

Brother, oh brother, what does it take,
to run over ones feelings just for your own sake.
Your pity was starving with fear in its eyes,
since you wanted to feed it with sorrow and lies.

We've seen them die in awful pain,
with burning needles in their brains.
In awful pain, we've seen them die,
we sat and watched the time go by.

Brother, how do you feel?

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Cleaning Up

I reach out to the skies of blue
To stay there for the rest of time
My lies have always seemed so true
Constructed life to perfect crime

Right now
I forget which part I play
I loose control of what I say
Right now
My spirit seems to drift away
And all my actions look so gay

I run through fields of doors
Lost
With millions of keys right in my pocket,
I find no lock, even with force
The doors all stay completely blocked

And thoughts fall down into my head
As I lie crying in my bed
Right now
I think of what I have had
And see what I have lost instead

I dig myself into the earth
To stay there ‘till the end of days
I still regret my day of birth
And spoiled my life in many ways

The sun is shining through my eyes
I give no sh** ‘bout all these lies
My deepest passions start to rise
And fight until apathy dies

- But words still blow -

And can’t you see
that we’re just trying
to be
not what we seem
to be

The decay starts in our heads
Our body takes more time to go
The conflict starts in our heads
Our body takes more time to know

- But words still blow -

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Sickness 2005

I conclude my statements were true
I rearrange my thoughts in the sky
I build all that madness I’m going through
I rearrange the truth with a lie

Tired, I walk along my memories
Desperately trying to find a better way
When was that day
That made my way

I’m feeling nervous, getting blind
I’ll end up in unconsciousness
With echoes on my mind

Burning weasels whirling around in creative arrangements
Spitting petroleum at the longhaired rabbit on the other side

Can you tell?

Whilst everyone was waiting
You Shut the door!

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My Sweet Little Girl

I've had a love
For which I'd have died
But I killed her once in fall

I've had a love
For which I'd have died
But she died for me after all

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Outside

As I was on my way through town
The cats were out to steal the crown
I could not find the highest priest
They told me he was at a feast
My skin was burning in the sun
She told me, that I had to come

The sound I see and colors I hear
They told me that I had been here

All the birds were sitting on top
All I did was shout "Shut up!"
I saw the king was sitting on his throne
Yet, the date I had, was to postpone

And as my flowers faded in the grass
The wall tore down its scary mask
Showed me I'd have to die one day
And that my body will decay

The mice then jumped and said, "come on"
I did not know what they were on
And suddently the sky turned blue
And all the noise was going through
My head in pain right were I stood
'Cause cops were in my neighborhood
THey took all the writing I had done
My skin was burning in the sun

The beast was gazing for some water
Made me forget if I could love her
My son ran through the fire ring
As tigers did some stupid thing
I could not go behind my mind
And did not see what I could find

Green grass could never be the same
The priest lost all his funny fame
And no one wase around my life
With cities burning hot as ice

I can go and I can stay
But I won't know what ever may
Be sitting right behind my chair
A breath of time went through my hair

The sound I see and colors I hear
They told me that I had been here

Copyright © Moritz Arndt | Year Posted 2009


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