ere should be room for mystery
And to touch a soulmate's hair

Eroticism a fine form of art
But why share it with the world
For I care for matters of the heart
In this 21st century world

This decline of romanticism
I do regret indeed
Replaced by forms of fetishism
It makes my heart bleed

Born in a wrong century
A label that I gladly wear
For there should be room for mystery
And to touch a soulmate's hair

And to touch a soulmate's hair

And to touch a soulmate's hair


2. Trojan Horse

As in Homer's Iliad
causing Paris' spleen
The fall of mighty Troy
caused by ingenious scheme
Approaching people applying
a similar strategy
The notorious Trojan Horse
must have inspired Thee

Thy performances,
worth a theatre play
A life based on intrigue,
so it is day by day
A friend like Thee
prefer a worst foe
Here and now this ends,
this I do avow

Sein ist das Haus des Schmerzes
Sein ist das Haus des Hasses
Wilkommen im Haus des Schmerzes
Wilkommen im Haus des Hasses

For even the lonely jackal must drink
But by thirst Thou shall pine away
Even the vampire seeks shelter
But eventually burns
by the light of day

Loyalty, comradery, sincerity
Words non existing in Thy book
Your Trojan Horse shall burn
Regardless how thick its wood

A friend like Thee
prefer a worst foe
Here and now this ends,
this I do avow
A friend like Thee
prefer a worst foe
Here and now this ends,
this I do avow


3. Danse Macabre

Death is tapping its foot
To a bewitching tune
Truly in a joyful mood
Clouds covering the moon

In the midnight hour
The dead perform a dance

Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre
In the midnight hour
The dead perform a dance

Peasants, nobles or kings
Like puppets on a string
Dance they all will
When Death spreads its wings

In the midnight hour
The dead perform a dance

Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre
In the midnight hour
The dead perform a dance

Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre
Like withered flowers
Now skeletons in trance

One can hear the North winds blow
But louder is the violin
The living, their heads they bow
For they know Death will always win

Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre
In the midnight hour
The dead perform a dance

Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre
Like withered flowers
Now skeletons in trance

Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre
It's already certain
For Death allows no chance


4. Oblivion

Oblivion

Fill the goblet again! For I never before
Felt the glow which now gladdens my heart:
my heart to its core

Let us drink! Who would not?
Since through life's varied round
In the goblet alone no deception is found

Oblivion
In the days of my youth
when my heart's in its spring
Oblivion
And dreams that affection can never wing

I have tried in it's turn
all that life can supply
I have bask'd in the beam
of a dark rolling eye

I have loved! Who has not?
But what heart can declare
That pleasure existed
while passion was there?

Oblivion
In the days of my youth
when my heart's in its spring
Oblivion
And dreams that affection can never wing

I had friends! Who has not?
But what tongue will avow
That friends, rosy wine!
Are as faithful as Thou

Oblivion
In the days of my youth
when the heart's in its spring
Oblivion
And dreams that affection can never wing

Oblivion


5. Burning Hills

Did you know which way we went?
Fast ways and many burning hills

I cannot tell you which way we went

That's where I've lost you
Realise it now

But I do know that we went astray

The tie around our fingers is torn apart

One glimpse enough to comprehend all
But frost conquered our hearts
There remains this wall

We knew each other, by the look in our eyes
Didn't dare to say, too frightened to give too much

Did you know which way we went?
Fast ways and many burning hills

I cannot tell you which way we went

That's where I've lost you
Realise it now

But I do know that we went astray

This will be the moment for a new start

We knew each other, by the look in our eyes
Didn't dare to say, too frightened to give too much

Why should you close your eyes?
If there is nothing to look for
Our slippery hands didn't hold
And we've got colder

Deep inside the little child cries
Feeling the old ache, remembering for God's sake
Don't let the tears cry slow
It is healing and trying to grow
The flame on every flower
The wound of every injury
Has been healed now

Did you know which way we went?
Fast ways and many burning hills
That's where I've lost you
Realise it now
The tie around our fingers is torn apart
Your soul around my body did dispart
Our slippery hands didn't hold
And we've got colder

Your mind slowly fades away
Moving further away
The flame on every flower
The wound of every injury
Has been healed now


6. Orchid

Down by the well
There I shall meet Thee
An orchid in your hair
The well near the olive tree

And our sole place to meet
Alas only brief
Our patriarchs disagree
Our young hearts in grief

Down by the well
I shall meet Thee
An orchid in your hair
The place near the olive tree

Heavenly you appear
Beautiful Helen of Troy
Unworthy of Thou my dear
Admired by many a boy

Our love like fire
A glimpse, our(sole) unity
Our fate, harsh and dire
In the shadow of the olive tree

Buried centuries ago , both you and me
Our love it never ever was set free
But by the well, my beloved orchid
There I still meet Thee
There I still meet Thee

Our sole place to meet
Alas only grief
Our patriarchs disagree
Our young hearts in grief

Down by the well
I shall meet Thee
An orchid in your hair
The place near the olive tree


7. Grief

If solitude follows grief
This heart of mine a wilderness
Splendid memories indeed hardly a relief
What comfort offers a last caress?
What comfort offers a last caress?

No more flowers to pick in May
Any words are all in vain
No more flowers to pick in May
Any words are all in vain

Love is a gift from Heaven
Lifts into grace our lowest desires
Shared with angels By Gods given
Like passion, a spark of immortal fire

This heart of mine a wilderness
This heart of mine a wilderness
What comfort offers a last caress?
What comfort offers a last caress?

But beautiful poems do not cover pain
In loss I cannot sense any splendour
Comforting words are all in vain
Yesterday's ghosts seem too tender

Tragedy grand in a theatre play
They claim sunshine to follow after rain
But no more flowers to pick in May
For death she is all the same

What comfort offers a last caress?
What comfort offers a last caress?

No more flowers to pick in May
Any words are all in vain
No more flowers to pick in May
Any words are all in vain


8. South Of Eden

I created light,
the earth and the sea
But who is that fragile creature
That dares to challenge me?

This paradise I made
was perfect by all means
All beings in my hands
No one dared to intervene

I, the sovereign authority
One bite of an apple enough
to set all spirits free
My Godly wrath upon Thee

Might is yours
with a body like a sculpture
The power to recreate
Is a part of your nature

Eva
Out of my paradise I will send Thee:
Eva
To mankind I will grant misanthropy:
Eva
Out of my paradise I will send Thee:
Eva
The disability to live eternally:
(Eva)

Passion arose the same moment as Thee
And thou became Godly
far too close to me
Passion arose the same moment as Thee
Filled with rage I am
burning of envy

Eva
Out of my paradise I will send Thee:
Eva
To mankind I will grant misanthropy:
Eva
Out of my paradise I will send Thee:
Eva
The disability to live eternally:
(Eva)


9. Cypress Tree

Long I've roamed lands which are not mine
Admired Cappadocia, enjoyed Greek wine
Tea at the Bosporus, travelled the river Rhine
Heard the Lorelei sing, a song divine

My grave is easily found
And there I shall gladly be
Buried in the shadow
Beneath my cypress tree

My spirit travelled The Highlands
The North Sea taught me humbleness
My mind got drunk by the beauty of France
In Bretagne and Ireland a Celtic dance

My grave is easily found
And there I shall gladly be
Buried in the shadow
Beneath my cypress tree

No trace of Helen at the remains of Troy
But her glorious beauty shining through
On many a gracious peasant girl
In picturesque villages far below

Winds of Galicia, mountains of Spain
Portuguese valleys, English domain
Skandinavia, Alexandria
Passion for wandering, impossible to restrain

My grave is easily found
And there I shall gladly be
Buried in the shadow
Beneath my cypress tree

When my time on earth is over
And my journey has come to an end
Remembering the white cliffs of Dover
Or the breeze of our Lowlands

Of our Lowlands


10. Thick As Thieves

We promised to make a difference,
you and I
Both still young, feeling smart
Now in the light of this shaded lamp
I can almost see your smile

Dreamt of travelling land and sea
And thus we did, my friend,
you and me
Thick as thieves we were
Thick as thieves we were

Oh, and time was at our side
Well, at least so we believed
One day our nations prepared for a fight
And you and I had to join opposite sides

Never we shall behold the green fields
Or hear the birds sing in May
Our youth, our old day sacrificed
And with our lives we did pay

Dreamt of travelling land and sea
And thus we did, my friend,
you and me
Thick as thieves we were
Thick as thieves we were

Dreams shattered in filthy trenches
Our lungs filled with musterd gas
Beneath the grey skies,
in the fields of Flanders
Dreams shattered in filthy trenches
Our lungs filled with musterd gas
A torn cross bearing your name
in the grass

Oh, and time was at our side
Well at least so we believed
One day our nations prepaired for a fight
Oh, and time was at our side
Well at least so we believed
And you and I had to join opposite sides

Thick as thieves we were


11. Bed Of Roses

As years go by
I have learned to understand
Mankind has to die
Elimination until the end

Misanthropy consuming my mind
Misanthropy consuming my heart
Misanthropy consuming my mind
Misanthropy consuming my heart

Destruction of the human race
Let us burn the world
We shall leave no trace
Let us burn the world

Misanthropy consuming my mind
Misanthropy consuming my heart
Misanthropy consuming my mind
Misanthropy consuming my heart

Let us burn the world