Revision





Scanning my old life, paintings and parcels, letters and dreams.
Chain to the patterns of that plan, set me out and leave me be.
Exploring ruins of visonary landscapes, free will, guilt, and sin.
Fragments revealing times of a life, you and me, to forget.

All the madness, is coming back
Words rejecting present sense, unfortunatly vary
Sensuality and desire.

The invisible wire … feeding
…where have you been
(…left me out there, bleeding)


There’s one for you and one for me, detail for a while
Been there, done that, seen the tail of some old history
Unfolding schemes and symbols from an elapsing time
Colored diversity unbraiding the infinite black and white

All the madness, is coming back
Words rejecting present sense, unfortunatly vary
Sensuality and desire.

The invisible fire … burning
…what have you seen
(…fading out there, feeling)


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The Underground





I came here to find you, holy sister
Ridin´on the upright tide of light
So come closer into my labyrinth
Come closer , closer to me.

I make no contract – to justify
Don´t need to breath – I can´t die
I celebrate the earth – I am a spy
Think about this and hide !
Hide ! Hide ! Hide !

I stay here to remind of the secret.
Leadin´ you by symbols through the maze.
Darkness is light, remaining darkness.
Follow me, I´ll take you underground.

I make no contract – to justify
Don´t need to breath – I can´t die
I celerate the earth – I am a spy
Think about this, and hide !
Hide ! Hide ! Hide !


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Tragic




Fragile - we are
I see it is the cause
For battles I fight
Against a mighty ghost
Friends - they are
Make me struggle the most


I am more than I see - More than has been seen -
Never more than intended to be.
I have never been free - Never been me -
Never more than you could believe
I am all that could be - All that you perceive -
but never more than I can see


Selfish - we are
Building up walls
Protection for the soul
Against unlimited force
Mirror - of our fear
Make us struggle the most


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Restore





I went out,
to let the world
in
there was emptyness
in
the space between
the things
that grew
into a habit
grew into
my heart and
veiling me

I am
still
thinking
about
my dispositions,
if you still want
me
and if
I
have a real friend
after all
we found
our own
little world
in a crazy
boundless
dreamland,
that feels so cold

It is so cold, cold without you - anywhere I will go

It was so easy
so fuckin´ cheap
to get there
to forget
all
the things,
that are
numb and rotten
to fly high
on the drug
of adventure but
playing these games
just works
for a while

Now I´m bursting
off,
to the outside
no matter
if I am losing
or finding
myself
divine or magic,
finally
unchained
from a vision
but hey,
why are you turning away ???

It is so cold, cold without you - everywhere I will go




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Smile !




I am walking
through your world
of a different view,
like an alien from outer space,
who used to speak
a language
you don´t seem to understand
the words
within
a deeper meaning –
magic words.

but if you
really listen
to the words I say,
you´ll see
this is not a cheap talk
because
communication
contains misunderstanding,
i don´t want
to cause any trouble.

(no, no more trouble.
What we need is love,
sweet love)

sorry man if you don´t understand
my words – magic words
sorrry, that I can´t get through –
you´re not on my wavelength,
you´re not on my wavelength,
you´re not on my wavelength,
you´re not !

the man
I am
is just my own
creation,far away
from where I can get,
the man I am
is only my ilusion,
but I am
so glad with it
magic trick

you told me that
you thought,
it´s just a fake.
that´s your projection !
you´ve told me
all you have to say,
forgotten yet ?
but i can remember
magic words

oi, oi, oi, ….

so many people
that are living
in these days,
people like you.
so many,
so many, that are
crossin´my ways,
don´t seem
to be conscious,
don´t seem to..be
sure that I don´t wanna
change your fate,
I´d rather change
my relations
no doubt,
I can´t conceal
experience
and yours
is no ambiguity

sorry mam
if you don´t understand
my world – magic world
sorrry, that I can´t get through
you´re not on my wavelength,
you´re not on my wavelength,
you´re not on my wavelength,
you ´re not !

so make your day,
find your plight
and go your way…

oi, oi, oi,….




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Somebody´s Room





Sittin´ in somebodys room,
tryin´to catch a feeling
The ghost of Boby Dylan singing -
seems to know a reason.
Coming in from down the valley,
climbing up the hills again -
See him sittin, staring holes
up into the ceiling….
Wondering about a fear,
that turned to motivation.
Meaninglessly waiting,
for another secret to find.


I won´t say another word - no !
No, I won´t search a better reason
Should have known better
But just go on and on.....

Finding stormy explanations
in your eyes, inside it must be ragin
Looking out gently for a true color,
to put upon your face
Breaking free, to bear a naked life
without a shelter

Remindin´ words and
what they intend to mean
afraid to love,
too weak to play another game
Worthless truth,
of a mysterious stranger
not made to make you sad and leavin´
Hidin´ away movements
without a remorse, to drag down,
drag it down, to kill the demons

Sittin´ in a magic room,
covering my questions
Expecting you to cut it down,
with your need for information

Now you ask me why,
but I don´t know.
And you are passing by,
So, I let you go.




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Back




Short way back to where you came from
Long way to get out – maybe none
And I know that you know all about
But it doesn´t make it easier to care
(but it doesn´t change anything)

Yes I know it´s like a fever
And noone can take it away from you
There ain´t medicine to heal it
It´s up to you and your own free will

It´s flamin, shady and darker than blue
A real disease, it´s everywhere around
It´s suicidal, evil, for sure it´s all in the head
It leads to destruction, isolation it turns everything to grey
Like a fire it´s burning you down

But all my words won´t help you
Until you start to help yourself
And I know you gotta go through
Until the last of your days (on and on to fix it´s worth)

Yes I know it burns like fever
And noone can take it away from you
There ain´t medicine to heal it
It´s up to you and your own free will

It´s flamin, shady and darker than blue
A real disease, it´s everywhere around
It´s suicidal, evil, and for sure it´s all in the head
It leads to destruction, isolation it turns everything to grey
Like a fire it´s burning you down


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Infected



Stuck in the sucking of that beaming screen
The nights are shorter than the days
A maniac, more dead than awake,
Busting pieces, trained to make ´em fit.


And now I sit and wonder
Lost in anger, lost in words.
And all the secrets plundered,
Crossin´borders, crossin swords.

Petrified by illusion, that interferes.
But the truth shall set me free…..


throwing stones on my friends.
leaving roses for my enemies.


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The Prophecy





All the good will die with the bad.
Man will suffer, no hope will be.
Darkness fills the land and anger
Pain and hunger and disease.

Earthquakes split the plain to shore
And flooding waters rising in.
Half the world deep drenched in blood
Some will believe, some will not see

And the devil sends his beast with wrath,
Because he knows the time is short.

Seven storms will rage and oceans roar,
Upswide down, the world shall be.
All the world is blinded by a flash of light
A million lightnings illuminate the sky

Earth is bursting, breakin up
Land will sink into the seas.
Hellfire and crimson,
And therefor the race is build a new.

And those that lives will ever fear,
The dragons tail, for many year.
But time erases memory,
You think it´s strange , but it will be.

Secrete this for it will be,
Found by later dynasty.
I know I go, I know I´m free,
I know that this will come to be.

But the devil sends his beast with wrath,
Because he knows the time is short.


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Yoga





All the love you´ve put into,
And all the care.
Now you see it´s getting out of range
Like all the tears you´ve shared
All night and day,
All night and day

Nothing but vanity,
Nothing but your will
You won´t say who lives
And you won´t say who´s killed
You won´t tell the books they´ll read
And you won´t tell the truth they´ll preach.
They ´ll preach,
They ´ll preach


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God is not... /... Pain



God is...

This is true without lying,
certain and most true.
That wich is below is like
that wich is above
and that wich is above is
like that wich is below
to do the miracles of one only thing.

And as all things have been
and arose from one,
by the mediation of one,
so all things have their birth
from this one thing by adaptation

(om…………)

The Sun is its father, the moon its mother,
the wind has carried it in its belly, the earth its nourse.
The father of all perfection in the whole world is here.
It´s force or power is entire if it be converted into earth.

Separate the earth from the fire,
the subtile from the gross
sweetly wth great industry.
It ascends from the earth
to the heaven and again
it desends to the earth
and receives the force
of things superior and inferior


This means you shall have the glory of the whole world
and thereby all obscurity shall fly away from you.
It´s force is above all force, for it vanquishes every subtile thing
and penetrates every solid thing…..……So was the world created.

...not pain.

I am all that is, everything is me.
All actions to someone, I do to myself.
I experience pain, if I create it,
if I lost the aim of truth in my life.

I am not seperated from all life around.
All my brothers and sisters are me
But evil can reveal the truth.
This pain is not necessary,

is not necessary, is not necessary, to experience god
(God is not ! God is not pain !)

“God help us all! Help us all! Help us all!”

The decisions I made, created my world
My ego keeps me cut off, from myself

God is everything I am.
Evil´s created by all of us
Evil exists in my world.
Because I decided to

I decided to, I decided to, experience dualism

I experience pain if I create it.
It (just) survives in my illusion
And now it´s time to let it die.
To separate from seperation

Solitude, solitude, solitude.


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Difference





Censored and infected by media-diseaeses
Conspiracy lies and new picture releases
Say it loud I wanna hear do you believe in this show
What you see is it real what you hear next door

Stone in a black light strange way to think so
A mighty force is leading us damn blind darn spoil head is your name
In blue skys resting summer but now it´s harvest time
Delay of that one day and the words on the radio

They say mad you say human they make you waste your days
They say real and you illusion they help you on your way
The way you think, the way you hide, the way you sink into what´s coming
The way you choose your way you die you lie along the road you´re going

Until you are blinded by vision by doubt, by fear
and by myself and that is all about !


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Little hearts





we must be chained to get free
we have to be blinded to see
we need to be hurt to heal
we have to fail to succeed
we have to learn to be….


If you are not dreamin, there´s no way to be real
There´s more to have than all the things you steal
What you get is not the same you have given
And all that blamin´is not a question of guilt
and you have to die , if you want to live


that we have to give away our love
and might not get it back
that our favorite shining star
is just a hole of black
and that fat ole sun is (still)
behind the covered skies
and that sometimes is wrong –
what sometimes is right !


that evil causes structures
and hate is only love
that trouble renders fortune
and permanent peace –
means permanent war


we must be chained to get free
we have to be blinded to see
we need to be hurt to heal
we have to fail to succeed
we have to learn to be....


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Dead Machine (can you hear me ?) [Maya]





Meet me weekly at the replay
in a small place far away,
Full of sorrow (and) tainted
by sensation of frustration
I am watching from the corner ,
trapped in that room again,
faced to a minor performance
claiming to be the truth
and nothing but…
improvised apologies,
actualy frightning, though I cannot see
what you see and feel and notice,
I´m afraid I might not fit
into this corner here anymore

Do you understand ? (Don´t you understand ?)

Even though, they say I suppose,
you might not, understand that
we ´re just hiding from sharing
a room and a dream that is (…)
mostly invisible but
obvious there is space for
constant joy and obsession
and what do you feel, slightly
abused or confused about fakes
and projections from my side,
we should talk, about the things,
allthough I think there is noone
listening to me, it seems (that)
we are all faceless refletions

Does it frighten you babe ? (Doesn´t it frighten you ?)

Imagine the mad machine
keep´s on running half on steam
as it seems, but as I can see,
below the surface of that circus,
there is something serious,
set out to be unreal shapes,
(a) kind of rotten potatoes,
and all the potentialities
to stand out against ignorance,
refusals and forgetfulness
pentagramms and cowardice,
the pussyfoots and martyrs,
by the way, we are all in here
in need of playing and relief
Do you agree with me ? (Don´t you agree ?)

Indifference is filling up
black holes of restatements
squeezing out problems to concern
about instant fiction(s)
considering essential
domnation (is) tragically
blowin´up intolerance
around here it is secretly
increasing all the small things
left to do, to be, us and you
should join the one´s in the maze
killing the demons and the gloom
let´s make it together, let us make it !
(…)

Are you scared (tired) of it ? (Aren´t you scared ?)

Maybe it´s just to much
flower-power generated
on trip into all kinds of
that psychedelic glow
and things like that may be not
the current way to feed the needs
no ! coffee and cosmic and
smoking and nothing but talk
finaly, what do you think,
the truth is not the truth,
is not the same apparently
not permant real in here,
I regret it´s all phantasy

Does it bother you, babe ? ( Doesn´t it bother you, babe ?)


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Sands of time




Brainwashed by the time
Couldn´t see a thing worth
Livng for a family
House and garden with a tree
In the future days will be
Children and a fantasy

(And I got you Baby, and you got me)

Waiting for a new release
Of Mom and Dead inside
Of you and me !

Some words said in anger
Some words said in vain
Some to scratch the meaning
Said with flowers – Vocal dust

Some deeds done in fury
Some deeds done again
Some, to follow patterns
Some to fit to the sceme

Hey, dad you´re right
We had our time
Commiting suicide of feelings
We neither glanced
Nor fit inside of
A dream of true believers

And you can´t say the games I play
may be the same as yours

Switch it on – switch it off
Half a dozen – not enough

Don´t dig the roots
If you wanna cut the fruits

You and me, we stare that hole
No commitments share it either
And all the relatives are none, I think
What is deep beneath a treason ?

And all about, I heard you say
Ain t a difference in treatement

Switch it on – switch it off
Half a dozen – not enough


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Hostile





Remember things comin´in from below
Put the headline to the power
It strikes, the force of destiny
To ewake you in your own devotion

And it´s so cold, ain´t a shelter.
Not a magic trick to get away from it.

They dance as if they still were raging sons
Face to the fire – the shower of blindness
Praying, trading deals, they want to remain
Longing, running restless – Lost again.

Sometimes it hits you, from the cold.
Burry truth to get unfold
The gods we still believe in
evoke you in devotion

And it´s so cold, ain´t a shelter.
Not a magic trick to get away from it.

They dance if they were still the raging sons
Face to the fire – the shower of hate (ress)
They scream for things they want to stay
Lost – in the cabinet of mirrors.

The cold is coming in from the back




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Fall





Drillin your past
I decipher signals from apart.
Spread the wings, but…
You won´t fly at all

I don´t wait for conversation
Move your lips, but…
Sister your´s ain´t law.


Digin´your holes
I promise you´re bound,
Move your feet but
You won´t get away, at all

I regret to see you fall again
Hidin´ from fate, but
I still will be there !


To take you, in my arms
To take you to my dreams
To take you to my world
To take you out of here.

Out of here !
Out of here !
Out of here !


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Little Queen






Little queen I call you,
and I think you should know
On a different way,
beyond the force of darkness
Things will stay unreal,
who knows what will be
Lost in motions fading
to a world of memories

A world is nothin´but a world –
but eternety, eternaly remains !

Little thing I´ve told you,
not to hide, but seek !
Come on queenie, take a chance.
Cut your pride and see !
History, mystery,
what ever will be.
Not enough,to spread the space,
between - you queenie - and me.

Sweet sensation I love you,
but I think that you know
For years and days,
the tide may turn to failure.
One will ever be,
sail under Jolly Roger
The fight is yours,
with sword and shield

A war is just a war
but victory, victory is ……

Little thing I´ve told you,
not to hide, but seek !
Come on queenie, take a chance.
Cut your pride and see !
History, prophecy,
what ever will be,
Not enough,to spread the space
between - you queenie - and me.

Little dream I call you,
and I hope you can hear
From the end of the way,
you will reach someday
The true and fearless
is not in need for shelter
From the pain,
caused by the matrix game

Feelings, just are feelings
But eternety, eternety is…

Little thing I´ve told you,
not to hide, but seek !
Come on queenie, take a chance.
Cut your pride and see !




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Memorial






All the useless painted with a sense
and secrets, world is full of ........
All the lies covered by a truth and
questions, world is full of .........
Heavens´s awaiting sheppard and sheep.
Nowhere to go out there, nowhere home.


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Wizard



copyright by A. Holy



See the wizard on his quest,
Stained his hands with blood and guilt
He´s reaching out for all they´ve lost
Captured by a future´s fire
He´s quite sure they did not see
His work and strife and misery
But still noone is watching
To find nothing is left behind

...spoke the words…
what they say -
remains a visionary war
…all that hurts, washed away –
as if it never was


Turning away from ther valley
Challenged and chained by mania
Took his lantern, bar and cowl
wrapped up in a strange desire
up the hills back to the sun
led by a force superior
forward fearless soul for god´s sake
Setting course for utopia

...spoke the words…
what they say -
remains a visionary war
…all that hurts, washed away –
happiness deceiving us

Quick look back to odds ´n´ ends
the land of dreams - phantasia
To carry on at his own risk
Sense and security cut out
Indecisive but creation
At least that is all there was
Forsaken deep inside the heart
For now and then, for him and us

… but the words…
what they say-
fear is the sequel of distrust
… doubt is a prayer to the self
the only law is not but love

reason running into darkness
eluding the lapse, the divine
made him leave quick but placid
he was fadin´off out of time
and went for a walk to find
some place where all can be one
thought, one is always a hero
others are dead and gone...

… but the words…
what they say-
fear is the sequel of distrust
… doubt is a prayer to the self
the only law is not but love
the holy source is love



[photo © by A.Holy http://found.at]


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Mushroom Navigation




Voices in my head
Expressed in silence
Telling me a story
Places I have seen
In ecstasy far away
Landscapes of oblivion

Voices softly said
Expressed noiseless
Telling my history
People I have been
Coming back to be
The choir of remorse

Voices of the dead
Expressed in thunder
Telling about misery
Parts of you and me
Turning around again
The cards of future


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Girl

(for Claudi S.)








Girl, I missed you all the time,
To hold your little hand in mine.
When I was down the road,
dirty man´s job, dirty clothes.

You and me,
and that´s all there is.
A mirror,
somehow it works (they say).
Showing me,
and that is all there is
Everything,


Girl, for sure you´re doing right,
Getting off, to live your life.
Leaving me with my load,
Beds are lonely, beds are cold.

You see,
And that´s all there is.
A mirror,
Go back and look again,
Be free,
and that is all there is.
Everything.

Hey, girl I needed you most,
When I called you on the phone.
Your titts and ass, drill your holes
Naked woman, naked walls


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