No more...

I don't wanna be
,no more,
the shelter
of your anger.

I wanna be
the sun
through the dark
the shelter
of hope
the place,
that you left behind.

Knowledge time

Streets away
so away
from the darkness
of my soul.

I feel
the raining
covering
my cloths.

I run
and run
just,
against
you.

My intimate
friend
you
my bastard
son.

Through
lights
people,
steam,
experience.

I was found
my self,
dumped away
in the darkness
way
of my naked
and crying
soul.

There,
where the
knowledge
was
I found
it.

Through
lights,
people,
and steam
where you,
my soulmate
bastard!
you...

Sweet addiction...

I'd been
contaminated
with this
sweet poison,
I'd been
captured
with this
hypnotic song.

I feel the smoke
through my lungs
and it seams
so sweet.

Then,
I can dream
I can fall in love
with this
sweet addiction,
and wake up
no more...