Tekster: Bethlehem. Supplementary Exegesis.

The shriek blockaded machinery
tears me away in this very moment
deep dark night embraces me like a casket
black rain cauterizes the protecting surface

It's not only one which fulfills me with fear
there are lots of like a mask
for each situation another countenance
like cadaverous fire it overcasts my being

I can't see the course any longer
death is no expectation
truth is broken in mediocity
and in there repeatedly rituals

I got the crushing perception
of my own insignificance


The marmoraccon angel
offers me an occult smile
but I only see the mourning
and the dissociation in it's eyes

It's not the religion which delivers me
like a ship in the deep black sea
it's the animalistic abyss
A really flowing stream perverted desire

I could show my paradise
but you won't understand
I could snatch the blindess away from you
and you would perish with me