Are you alive? Look, if not, I prefer that you do not say anything... ************************************************************** Eternal Love The cries of mourning bells are carried by the wind. The monks cry, the monks mourn, they've lost the love, They dance and jump holding edges of their robes, From one side of the dawn to the other, They look at the sky and search the books for signs of real love, But where does it live, the eternal love? I'm always, open for it The eternal love, the pure dream, the untouched silence. The Pope of Rome smashed all the icons, and blew up the Vatican himself, Torturing his eyesight, he looks for the omen and curses Islam, But you can't get back the eternal love, The blind banner of the fools. The eternal love, the pure dream, the untouched silence. The Black Moon Conceiving its black deeds The moon's mocking in the sky And stars are like billions of arrows. Catching on a target the silhouettes of dreams, The wicked love is laughing. And me and you have been caught on her sight. But I shall cover your heart with my hand You can fly, don't be afraid any more. Your heart has two faces. From above it is stuffed with a soft grass, But deep inside there's a stone bottom. Look and don't trust your eyes There's a black beast hiding in the sky. In its eyes I feel the trouble. I didn't know and never shall I learn What for is your soul to Him. It can't burn even in a hell. But I shall cover your heart with my hand You can fly and don't be afraid any more. Your heart has two faces. From above it is stuffed with a soft grass, But deep inside there's a stone bottom. Transylvania There's an open door in the fresh soil Under the ground the imps work hard boiling the gilt There, in a cave, lives a lonely man, Aladdin, Omnipowerful and invisible There, below, is your grave, Good bye, my darling, darling. See you... An excellent night for death and evil. Sky is dropping tears on you. And in the sky stars are smiling in a dream To the man on the Moon. Deeply you have been buried, Good bye, my darling, darling. See you... There's an open door in the fresh ground We're hammering nails, So that your bones lie in a coffin. I shall put a cross on you, in case That you crowl from under the ground. I'll spit three times on a grave, Good bye, my darling, darling. See you... later... The Fairytale Forest The clouds have hidden in the sky, The drunk stars look down, And fall in a maze of the fairytale forest. Black fairytales of the white winter, For night sing to us the large trees, Black fairy tales about the pink snow, The pink snow even in a dream, By nights The Devil's walking through the wood, And collecting the fresh souls, New blood was received by winter, You'll be the next, and soon. It'll get you. The Violence It's silently at the night, The thin whistle can be heard only, Joyfull crunch, plaintive cry. The lashes are whistling, It is someone's bones crunch In dead hands, on black teeth. It is Snowhite crying - here it is, it has come, Everything, that has only been dreamed of very deeply. Snowhite cries, Snowhite groans, And, even without noticing, smiles strangely to herself. Swallowing bitter trears, absorbing blood. Violence! Dark blue lips are sucking her blood. She is cold, like orange juice. Black chains press on her breasts. And iron mouthes drink her pain. It is Snowhite crying - here it is, it has come, Everything, that has only been dreamed of very deeply. Snowhite cries, Snowhite groans, And, even without noticing, smiles strangely to herself. Swallowing bitter trears, absorbing blood. Violence! Opium for No-one I paint my lips with black shoe polish, I adore the black colour, And my hero, he is weaved completely From thin scents of sweets. I powder my nostrils with cocaine And leave the house for a walk And the stars are shining for me nicely, And Hell is, oh, so nice. Let's meet with you one evening. Let's smoke opium till we are mad. Let's meet with you this evening. We'll speak chinese, as we always do. Don't hide the music - it's the opium For nobody, just for us. Let's die cheerfully in that evening, Let's play a game, called decadence. Kill me, kill yourself, You will not change anything: This fairy tale is without the end - You will not change anything. Paint your eyelashes with a lipstick, And paint your lips with a varnish You will be the dead princess And I'll be your faithful dog. Let's meet with you one evening. Let's smoke opium till we are mad. Let's meet with you this evening. We'll speak chinese, as we always do. Don't hide the music - it's the opium For nobody, just for us. Let's die cheerfully in that evening, Let's play a game, called decadence. Total sickness. The night has set in suddenly and fast The windows and doors are closed " Oh, God, keep us from the dark forces " - The people have pled on their knees Tacit fear came into each house. And only old, crazy drunkard Forgot about everything, cryed obstinatly. La-la. The air is filled by the coldness of graves The blind fog crept from a swamp The midnight is close and again somewhere near Vampires have left their coffins for a hunt And again someone will read the burial service! And mournful chorus of mighty basses Will sing psalms more gloomy then a storm cloud: La-la... The life is impossible when you're held down by fear The blood of the innocent people has been shed The church is empty, the faith in God is over The gold of ancient icons fades The magnificent garden is empty now And only old, crazy drunkard, Forgot about fear, cryed madly La-la...