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SMOTHER NATURE
(written 1993/recorded 2008-2009)
(additional latin lyrics from Carmina Burana [CB 34]/approx. 1217-1243)



there must have been something
that festered in my hand
feathers of a smudgy sea gull's tail
desert and dead was the land

believe there must be something
visible through plumes of smoke
and my lungs are getting sicker
from the air on which we choke

"i'll guide you into the glades of home truth
i'll show you little hidden parts of whoever you are
i'll point to something realized unrecognized
i'll demonstrate you some these penetrating, devastating time bombs"

see one more smirk on faces on crowded streets
going nowhere but straight down to the hell we seek

***

mama said: "please don't go"
when you left her without good-bye
indecent
hearts will rive, hearts will rive
an oilcan in your hand

no, no, no, go-getter
trend-setter
exterminating ammunition, fen fire
pauperism
hearts will rive, drink and drive
jerrycan in your hand

she said she'd like to see you in a burning hellfire
where did you become a litterbug
no glimpse of hope, just starved and dire
get up, you wimp, died on the vine

one-way street, puppet show
as i said to thee: „learn to save“
public lies, open eyes, constant cries
a fuel rod in your hand

no, no, no, boondocks
acid raindrops
dumping at sea, indignity
hearts will rive, hearts will rive, rive, rive
a lighter in your hand

***

as i walked away from home
reflecting on myself for one
kick that tin can in the shrubs
so many garbage flubs

i walked on the dark side of the city
loaded dice, hostages of vice
an empty idea called civilization
an ungentle evocation

out then in the night club
me part of the howling crowd
and the spiral of a cigarette turned into a mushroom cloud
it's party when you poke
party 'til you puke
a worldwide jamboree beyond our means and the remains are shrouded makeshiftly

time out in the night club
me part of the tired crowd
and the spiral of a cigarette turns into a mushroom cloud
it's party when you've poked
party when you've puked
a worldwide jamboree beyond our means and the remains are shrouded makeshiftly

***

cut down mother
that we trample upon
we had a gangbang
but i did not belong

or was it me
who threw that can away
cut down mother
i know the time of day

rolling by
in my limousine
i'm not at home today
but it's heated hot like hell

cut down mother
my favourite rubbish heap
i wash my hair away
five times a day

cut down mother
me your private sucker
you oughta expect much turpitude
on an earth that's been filled and subdued

***

guardian angels
bearing the mark of death
rat race claiming comrads in the trench
you're lost and blind with wrath

godless vault
awaiting the gas attack
no chance for a back door in a bad dream
it's real and i risk my neck

ethnic tensions
religious fanaticism
a call for strong-arm policy
dictators and recidivism

sorry, mama
for you bore me for that i die
still i crave for your good-night kiss
while i'm living a dirty lie

nightly march
wiping the cold sweat away
pit-a-pat in my heart of hearts in my chest
ague, chill blue, what a jay

the dust it settled
jeremiad on a winter's day
housewives resume to wash
the memories from the clothes away

infested rivers flow
into infested seas
infested clouds emerge
and rain on infested trees

and we will get
a medal for a spoilt illusion
of harmony of man and ambience

and we will get
a medal for the wrong conclusion
that chosen people will destroy the roots of greed

***

am i a bon-vivant, a fast liver
or a philosopher, or is it just the same
i care for everything, for everyone
but penetrating time bombs, they're too much for me

oh – it's new year again
all my good intentions of yesteryear left me in the lurch
and oh – i'm falling again
am i already past redemption or still getting closer to the verge tonight, tonight

listen to reason
listen to reason

***

ad corpus infirmitas
capitis descendit
singulosque gravitas
artus apprehendit
refrigescit karitas
nec iam se extendit
ad amorem proximi
nam videmus opprimi
pupillum a potente
nec est qui salvum faciat
vel qui iustum eripiat
ab impio premente

from oppression by the ruthless
(ab impio premente)
from oppression by the ruthless
(ab impio premente)

a funeral feast
for our oppressed poor mother

a funeral dance
for our oppressed poor mother

a funeral march
for our oppressed poor mother

a funeral pile
for our oppressed poor mother



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