Rats And Brains

Dead thinkers in a rat town

Are scared from killer zones

Before they know they drown

Feed well with fish bones

They think they know freedom

But all they do is scribble around

Processing the old has always been done

Just repeating a formula, suffering, all spellbound

Invisible witches fly in weathercocks

Hallucinating even to higher states

The thinkers below open their locks

Only when there's a load of wine crates

Philosophing the mystical elexir of life

Poverty, obsession and insomnia come in

Then they forget to amuse their wives

It feels quickly an existence of sin

Dead thinkers in a dead new town

Embrace the global possibilities

Just like the bible got round

When they hadn't any futilities

Podcast, games, computers, electric bikes

Self-driving cars, falling planes

Steps, emails, Facebook-likes

Still there are rats and brains

Rats and brains to abuse

Fall deeply asleep now

End up with a brain fuse

All rats in a laboratoria row

We worship now electronics

Instead of alchemical bliss

Enjoy automatised eugenics

And wonderwoman's virtual kiss

This is not the future

It's the present time

This damned multi mixture

This damned silly rime

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Eternal Rose / Eeuwige Roos

Ghosts at the horizon

Sudden shocks on earth

The flowers still grow dizzy

Cornfields are on fire

The apocalypse has waited

Till nature's cycle

Slowly got confused

Industries spitted too much smog

In between you and I

Strangers to each other

Although beloved souls

Sent by God on retreat

Will we recognize one another

Knowing that we should merge?

In unity with the universe

And its exemplary leaders

A kiss in thin air

Will exist forever

The walhalla of love

Befalls thy mercifully

If, in the meantime, the world breaks

We'll be standing with one foot in the other

Bounded but still free

We sing the Song of Songs

Between fragments we hold on

Just before the end begins

Who doesn't sit high gets caught

Ivy surrounds our passion

Without time nor matter

We hold each other's hands

In the new Elizium

Grows an eternal rose

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Schimmen aan de einder

Plotse schokken op aarde

De bloemen duizelen nog

Korenvelden staan in brand

De apocalyps heeft gewacht

Tot de cyclus der natuur

Langzaam verward raakte

Industrieën teveel smog spuwden

Daartussen jij en ik

Vreemdelingen voor elkaar

Maar wel geliefde zielen

Gezonden door God op retraite

Zullen wij elkaar herkennen

Weten dat we moeten versmelten?

In eendracht met het heelal

En zijn voorbeeldige leiders

Een kus in ijle lucht

Blijft voor eeuwig bestaan

Het walhalla van de liefde

Overkomt je genadig

Als, ondertussen, de wereld breekt

Staan we met één voet in de andere

Gebonden maar toch vrij

Zingen we ons hooglied

Tussen brokstukken houden we stand

Net voor het einde aanbreekt

Wie niet hoog zit, is gezien

Klimop omgeeft onze hartstocht

Zonder tijd noch materie

Houden we elkaars hand vast

In het nieuwe Elizium

Groeit een eeuwige roos

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Music Is The New Religion

Music is the new religion

It's been that for too long

Let's kill the ambition

Let's make it pure and strong

Music halls are the new churches

Singers are the priests

Does it come from searches

Into the souls of beasts?

God is not a DJ my son

He's a composer of light

He'll bring a shiny sun

In late autumn so bright

Black Metal He doesn't like

These are masses of the dark

Let's free the spirit in new life

Their world's only too stark

No more tiny celebrations

Make the stage purgatory

What happens there is animation

Don't take it too obligatory

Heathen festivals at night

Are the new ceremonies

Fire and conscience fight

In ongoing sacramental symphonies

How far will it go then

Who will it reach?

The new rock blend

The new to teach

It's a sacrifice of blood

A venture of fantasy

We encounter the thoughts

Of new god anomalies

Music is the new religion

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The Same Party x 1000

Familiar faces

Do the same dances

In familiar places

They take their chances

It seems coincidence

We meet those faces

Again and again

Catpeople wild chases

That's how we get old

Living dangerously

In villages cold

With antique church bellies

It's the same old people

Doing silly dances

New wave, horse steeple

Most took their chances

It's a circle from birth

It's what you grow up with

It's the same old dirt

It's the same old shit

Familiar faces

Do the same dances

In familiar places

They take their chances

Let's go out, let's go in

A rebel's made of sin

I want us to rebegin

Doing the kissin'

Then get caught

At the fuckin' act

I've never had it taught

Is it fiction or fact?

That's when I wore a hat

In entropic euphoria

DJ cool gone bad

For fear of catatonia

It's the same old people

Doing silly dances

© GdJ