I want to live, to start anew, To watch in silence, close to you, To see the grass grow green and tall, The wind that dances through it all! // chorusIn a moment! In a breath! A million songs! A wild refrain! Running through our every vein! The cricket clicks its frantic tune, I sit and stay beneath the moon, Filling you with all of me, A quiet, soundless ecstasy! // bridgeNo noise to voice... No sound to break... The million songs... That we both make... ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! // outroGREEN GRASS! WILD WIND! SITTING! STAYING! A million songs!

Don't let go… Don't let go… Cold and ash-grey, everything Here inside this endless void Screaming winds are blowing through Leaves in an abandoned heart // victoriaAsh and grey… Fade away… All of them like words of old All the "I love you", "I adore" Drift away into the frozen dark Fading out forevermore // victoriaI love you… Where are you… From the past they reach… oh no They lead nowhere… nowhere at all Into silent nothing, trembling Sometimes caught on shadowed things Memories—or just a dream Hanging thin on broken strings // victoriaDon't wake me… Let me be… Round and round in haunted chains And upon their binding grows Something fed by all the pain // victoriaInside… inside… I can't hide… A rabid, bellowing beast inside Raging raw, it twists and turns All-devouring, starved of light Endless hunger always burns // victoriaRun… run… You can't run… It thrashes but cannot break free Fate has bound it to my heart Tied so tight, eternally Never to be torn apart

I read your lines. They're trash, but I liked it. The rhymes are a mess. A total disaster, I confess. But it's solid work— Industrial grade. A blueprint for a debt That never gets paid. // chorusWhat if you actually knew how to write? Where would the Muse take us tonight? Out of the cellar, out of the dark? Lighting a fuse, catching a spark? You could have a statue. You could have the gold. A girl with a curve That never gets old. A man with a scar And a dangerous stare. A face on the screen. Glaze in the air. Look at us now. Security booths and IT racks. Classroom walls and poem-filled cracks. Is this the "unknown"? Is this the "shame"? Better than a suit. Better than a name. // outroScrew the 9-to-5. The trash is ours. Industrial grade. Solid.

I'm nothing special just glands and blood bodies filling every space flesh and mud heart, lungs, stomach, kidneys all in their place two straining balls for love's disgrace // chorusbut far beyond the biology behind the bone and the need the Soul is chained and raging and it will not be freed (Chained! Raging!) I love and I fear like an animal tied the meat keeps on living while something screams inside the meat is just a vessel the meat is just a cage for the silent prisoner and the hidden rage // bridgethis is not poetry this is not your art this is a fist wrapped around your heart // outrojust glands just blood (Chained...) just biology (Raging...) the Soul

a man's just a ghost no god, no ground beneath his feet holes in his shorts, holes in his soles crawling through the street // choruswithout a woman a man is just rot crawling through everything he's got no woman — he hunts fucks like a rabbit, rolls in the mud grunts and sweats and spills his guts all over this world of blood oh you gentle wild boars, we're all the same lost without her, and she's not to blame war and filth and disease that's all he's got to give but one wet mouth one pair of hips and suddenly he wants to live no god, no ground, just hunger and need one wet mouth and we're down on our knees // outroloses his mind steals fire from the sky does it all for her doesn't ask why so long to the good old days that were never that good oh you gentle wild boars — we always knew you would

Cold walls. Street light. Pale glare. Dead night. Nothing moving out there. Just me. And the air. // victoriaI'm right here. I'm so near. Wide awake. Bed's a mess. Silence sleeping? I guess. It shivers when I sigh. Tired of the space. Tired of the lie. // victoriaDon't pace. Find my face. // bridgeIt's not you. It's just the quiet. A heavy, hollow Midnight riot. I'm holding the ghost Of your shadow instead. Pacing the floor. Trapped in my head. Half a soul. Stuck in place. Staring at The empty space. You're not here. I'm not there. It's not fair. // victoria — distantJust the other side of the moon... I'll be there soon.

Hey, Mr. Jäger, just one more round! Pour it down where the filth is found. Right into the cesspit of my gut, Keep the door open, don't you dare shut! They're waiting for you, the family tree, A stomach full of ghosts and misery. They're warming up, they're mixing well, Down in the pits of my internal hell! Jerking my head from left to right, Losing the battle, losing the light! // chorusAnd back again! And round once more! I'm crawling 'round the cellar floor! With a little luck, I'll have to say, Just this once—like every other day— I'm smashed again! Yeah, I'm properly trashed again! // outroI'm smashed! I'm trashed!

Sorrow sat upon my heart, The beast, it tore the rest apart! What little left, a scrap of red, Bleeding meat, the spirit's fed! Under a sea of crushing weight, The pressure of a closing gate! The runaway years, like ancient ghosts, Extinct species on barren coasts! Staring round with frightened eyes, Frozen in a scream that never dies! // bridge — kira's cello attackPain like a tectonic plate, Moving slow, a heavy fate! Grinding down everything I've been, And everything I could have seen! // chorusPlanishing the soul! Erasing the whole! Just a happy corpse in the end, With nothing left to mend! And here I am, standing still, Under the weight of the iron will. What I was, and what I'd be... Gone into the debris. A happy corpse!

Life is such a fragile thing, And I'm afraid of what I bring, Fearing I barely live at all, Or stand enough to catch your fall. // chorusHold me in the narrow space, Save me from the empty chase. The walls are closing, thin and tight, To push us into one tonight. I'll need at least another forty years, In a studio flat to drown my fears, Where the kitchen is a narrow shelf, Pushing me back into yourself. // bridgeI'm terrified of the air outside, Of miles of room where hearts can hide. Give me the squeeze of the hall, The shadow-dance against the wall. In the uncertainty, I find my breath, In this small room, there is no death. It must be small, so slight and thin, That we're forced to live skin to skin, The only way to survive the night, Is holding on and holding tight. // outroAnd that kitchenette... that tiny stall... Will grow until it dwarfs us all. A universe... In a single breath... Where the kitchen... Pushed me... Into you.

// intro(Fast, energetic acoustic guitar strumming) (Sound of a bicycle bell: Ring-ring!) (Drum fill – 1, 2, 3, 4!) (Hey-Hey, Hey-Hey!) // verse 1I wish I were a mite, just a teeny-tiny mite, To explore your naked skin in the middle of the night! I'd gallop like a pony, yeah, I'd gallop like a beast, Finding every nook from the west to the east. A little nothing creature, just a speck in the air, But I'm running wild and free because I simply do not care! (I'm so tiny! You're so big!) // pre-chorusI'm zigging and I'm zagging and I'm racing 'cross the plain, Through the sunlight of your smile and the sprinkles of the rain! Across and back, a manic little track, I'm a bug on a mission and I'm never looking back! // chorusThen I'd take a little snap—I'd take a little bite, (Music stops for half a second) "Oh, pardon me, darling! Did I give you a fright?" Just a morsel, just a taste, just a sweet little chew, A tiny little piece of the magic that is YOU! (So sweet! So sweet!) // bridge(Handclaps only, building tension) I'm moving in, Under your skin. It's not a rental, It's not a lease, I'm your permanent resident, I'm your tiny little piece—of heaven! (Let's go!) // outroI'm staying here forever, yeah, forever is the goal, A microscopic tenant with a macroscopic soul! Inside of you... Where the view... Is always new! (Final upbeat chord) (Bicycle bell: Ring-ring!)

// verse 1I am writing this letter to you— And you may rightly despise me, That a man like me, in this gray light, Becomes your trembling Tatyana tonight. Hoping only to catch a trace, Of your shadow passing through this place. // verse 2And if you aren't there, I'll stand and stare, At the hollow spot in the empty air. A void that fills the space you own, Leaving me here, cold and alone. I long to call out, to break the line: "Just one word, my Dear, stay mine!" // verse 3Let me tell you how my heart takes flight, Whenever your beauty breaks the night. To hold you close with a weakened arm, And keep the world from doing you harm. // verse 4One kiss on the cheek when we say goodbye, Clumsy and trembling, under this sky. One single kiss, though a hundred thousand are due, Until there is no breath left in me... or you. // outroNo breath left. Despise me.

// verse 1The sweet singing grape has gone sour on the vine. The smiling peach pulls a jagged grin, everything spills, everything breaks, honey-sweet pear replaced by bitter skin. Even the cunt tastes wrong today. All warmth driven far, far away. // verse 2Eighty percent opacity, greying out into the week. Swallowing air, tongue hanging loose, and even my own hand has started to bore me. // chorusSo go on — just one fuck. For God's sake. Do it. // bridgeTo find joy in your lap would be so good. A morsel. A sip. Your body trembling like a kid goat under my tongue — every inch of you. A sigh breaking loose from the hurricane of wanting. // outroEighty percent. Eighty percent.

// intro*(ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding)* what? *(ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding)* girl or carrier? *(ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding)* // verse 1As I get older even my eyes aren't what they were, I'm starting to get scared, everything's a blur. Good-looking one on the other side of the road — is that my mother? is that a bearded courier with a load? Long-haired girl, sports shoes red, striped trousers, small white blouse — pulling my eyes so hard I might as well burn down the house. // verse 2Crop tops and skirts, asses above boots, the Gaussian curve and all its fruits — I know it's my age, I know it's the fault of the bell curve grinding to a halt. Sizes are irrelevant, I say this out loud, I know my age is talking, I know it's not allowed — but the white blouse pulls the eye, I might as well buy new glasses and cry. // chorus — VictoriaNew prescription, new pair of glass, watching the world and the world as it pass — boots and bodies, the view from behind, he's losing his balance, he's losing his mind! // bridgeFollowing the gaze I get snagged on a sign — a no-entry signal, and that's perfectly fine. Fall in a ditch, fall in a construction hole, never again steal a glance at a soul. No more corner-of-the-eye, no more looking away — // outro*(ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding)* what? *(ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding)* girl or carrier? *(ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding)*

// verse 1Come on, come on — let's resonate together! Don't let our bodies chain us to the earth forever. Dancing on the Milky Way, step on my feet, let the chain of reason dissolve in this heat! // chorusI'll throw you on my shoulders and run away with you, let the people down below admire the view! Look up at the comet blazing through the black — a fireball, a trail of light, and we ain't coming back! // verse 2I want to dissolve completely inside of you, where the universe is beautiful, endless and true. No gravity, no logic, no boundaries in sight — two comets colliding in the everlasting night! // chorusI'll throw you on my shoulders and run away with you, let the people down below admire the view! Look up at the comet blazing through the black — a fireball, a trail of light, and we ain't coming back! // bridgeStep on my feet. Break the chain. Leave the ground. GO! // chorusI'll throw you on my shoulders and run away with you, let the people down below admire the view! Look up at the comet blazing through the black — a fireball, a trail of light, and we ain't coming back!