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Day after day an inexorable search

day after day the urge to pick the stone

and let it sink into the sea.

Fire to ashes and ashes to stone

the daily graceless search for death;

to kill, it feeds, it is the daily bread…

Closing eyes is devil’s seed

and hiding tears the creed of the weak

because every human soul bleeds…

You always try to escape death

and while you do, you escape life!

You run and pass them by

to hide where no one can see you;

pass her by and hide

there where her lips cannot touch your lips…

to the hollow trees that cannot breathe

down to the dry roots that have no ground…

The wounded hands they try

to touch the ground to feel

the sands of time…

and your burned out body cries for mommy…

but blurred you pass her by

to go to the children

who have no breath

to go to the children

who have no blood;

there, where their eyes do dry you

there, where their lips do kiss you

until you start to bleed…

The voice of flowers in my ears

sings what you try to tell me.

Without doubt and without fear

I want the blood of truth to sweep me over…

In search for a basis

You seduce the false one

in search of deliverance

you miss the right one.

And you go on and on

to where you might belong

it’s a mission of your soul

you try to fill the hole.

But your steps lead you down

instead of forward and up

this way you’ll never find a ground

on which you can grow up.

Your heart gets into the groove

of feeling slighted and used

you feel unloved and annoyed

and then you start to destroy!

Your soul is lead into the drain

like a hundred thousand others

no one here to save them all

- the good, the bad, the glad, the bleeding.

I would like to help you all

for I can see a reason

but I myself am gone forever

for my steps they also lead me down and out…