Posthuman Decadence

The soft touch of your acid lies Confuses me It burns my eyes Bombastic rhetorics, used as odd weapons of mind destruction Cut another down, to find higher ground Survival, survival, you say? Shoot me, shoot me I'm crawling Shoot me, come on, shoot m

Come here Shut the door Shut out the lights Sit down Have a drink Or have some more Here is no sorrow No tomorrow All these feelings true It was worth knowing you Come here Lay beside me Lay down your head Let go Open yourself And get aware Here is n

You get used to it You get used to anything Anything you'll ever know All the decadence you now enjoy All the fierceful pride you so adore All the awful pain you can't ignore You get used to it now You get used to it now Now You get used to it You ge

Ik had een held kunnen zijn Ik werd een beul Ik sla de held dood die ik kon zijn Ik sla hem tot held Ik sla mij tot beul J'aurais pu être un héros Je suis devenu un bourreau Je frappe à mort le héros que j'aurais pu être J'en fais un héros Je deviens

Here is my creation Similar to older gods My gods! I present you my creation Just like some other gods My gods! Look at them and see See how it's meant to be I'm drawing Observe well and see See how it's meant to be I'm drawing I am drawing I will tr

Into the faculty of dreams Precious relics abate with time Brilliance of woes and destruction What once was land, now lies in embers Sheer will disdains death's emblem Purifying soil and waters alike I be oak flute breath Vibrant pulse on koto string

Good morning sick world Here comes your sick servant At the break of the day And the break of the news A struggle for life And a meaning not present It's a struggle so silly When I am with you Opgejaagd en voortgedreven (Hunted and driven) Gaan wij a

Leaves our mother us behind When we ruin at any cost? How did we become so blind? When did you and I got lost? No She keeps on dancing While we slumber She keeps on dancing When we go under Terra Mater keeps on dancing Her own way Leaves our mother u