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Katrin Achinger Matthias Arfmann Rüdiger Schmidt (drums) Wolfgang Wiggers (add. instruments) Lee Self (guitar) Songs 40th generation Callando los siglos Lyrics What a waste of time (Stranger) I spend my time by hating my Self. It's so strange the face I have to live with every day. It's so far away that body that seems to be mine. It's so amazing that some could fall in love with it. I'm always in a strange place I'm always in the wrong place I waste my time regretting missed opportunities to love and waiting for this unknown person to knock on my window that's supposed to be me who has been away living a life I'm too busy It's since a few days that I wonder why I'm freezing in your presence you gave me too much in moments and terrified you escaped like a hurted animal your white castle was shaken by a wanderer in times and now you load your guns again and chase me as I walk on. I´m too cold to relight the fire that warmed me. I'm too hot I freeze among your walls. I'm too old to make you young. Too simple to stand your cynism and I'm too tired to be patient for you I'm too busy to stay. Hope your walls didn't break as I walk on now and leave you naked as I were. Drums Of Rebellion Somewhere out there is dancing the incense of rotten flowers and piss gives the message to my brain. Somewhere out there is another life and I leave following the waves of my hallucinations. I'm a leopard shining skin got no chains I'm running free. Somewhere I hear the drums of rebellion and they beat me still as I fall asleep in your tender arms again. Acceleration Break the limits of reality acceleration disturbs the rythm of quiet boring days penetrate the interior of the world turning us round through night and day . Tried to kill myself last night taking all the drugs that I could get. Those outside the game are real the rest is dead. Never been outside without freezing once there you can't come back life is rare, but if it meets you you loose the fear of dying. Take care of the friends you make they are all you have to loose, the little King will stay awake until we arrive on the bottom of the sea. Those outside ... Our way may never be clear but that's our way all that bothers me now is that r m still ashamed of it, but of course it will be clear after we've gone it it's value will have been the searching this is for you my precious friend. Those outside ... 40th Generation All her life she kept a dream to live in a house down by the sea I made the dream come true for me and didn"t even notice. I lived so carelessly as I can't live other people's dreams. All her life she worked so hard and never she complained She doesn"t want me to work like her and be, chained to some man's bed but I'll stay with mine as I have to learn myself. All her life she wore her head so high and relied her visions on books me is all her pride I live her life. What else could I be then When sacrifice always needs a victim I'll have to kill her some day. Callando los siglos La canción de la soledad nos fascinaba no comíamos, ni dormíamos andabamos cada día andabamos sin destino, sola búsqueda desde allí, hasta alla. Demasiado palabrería nos habia ensordecido los oídos callabamos los siglos pasados y futuros. Nos encontramos en la calle para tomar vino y nuestros pensamientos cayeron pesadamente en el fondo de nuestras almas. La pasión iba a subir ligeramente recorriendo la sangre. Y así nos quedamos sentados en las mesas apoyando las cabezas en las manos, bebiendo hasta que la fatiga nos hiciera salir sabiendo que manana nos volveremos a ver después de haber descubierto los secretos de la lejana Arabia. Perfect Lover She was looking for a perfect lover who would give her everything she couldn't give herself and she sent them all away who smelled bad from sweat and fear they failed perfectness - Life goes on - she said to those who complained. The one she chose refused to take part in the golden scenario she created, she fell on her knees and cried for love that day - Life goes on - and that's the worst sometimes. People turned away disgusted by her strip left her down there who had been so proud, they couldn't understand that desire is like a disease that doesn't let you sleep - Life goes on - and that's it, always. |