hope – Page 2 – Scriptorium '77

there is a night sky and it seems shifted

on a trip to the shore
frightened to the core
binge-watching the whales
measuring the scales

Times Of Trouble Without a Plan

In times of trouble we seldom see who we’re used to be
We only live from day to day we can only pray
And gain nothing from it except for existing in a fantasy world

Tell Me Again That You Love Living

Into a storm we flee
Where we can breathe no more
The dead bodies collide
Where they keep living

w/o

i travel the stars
without my scapegoat face
beyond ongoing wars
i’ll find my place

Don’t you ask!

I’m tired and I behave strongly against my nature. Doesn’t it happen all the time? Drink, drink, drink, my friend! Cold water with a drop of lemon.

Planet Earth Is Not Our Playground

There is this place I call home
I won’t discuss this too much
This place I call Earth

Breaking the Chain. Flooding the Clouds

There can be doubts
When you cruising the clouds
If you want to break free
Take the highway to eternity

as for tomorrow

sorrow isn’t a word that i should bring into consideration
frustration shortens the day
lay your hand upon my shoulder to lead you back home

Indestructible / Unverwüstlich

Living in the bitter fate of resilience I watch the bombs fall //
Leben im bitteren Schicksal der Unverwüstlichkeit Ich schaue die Bomben fallen

HOLLOW SOCIETY

It always starts with love within our hearts
The sorting of the burdens dims the lights
From right to left we’re shuffling all the cards
And hope something remains that souls ignites