- Lyrics for "Spread The Spirit" (2005) -



CHLORINE
blind-visionaries playing some vibes
in the dark light - of the night
we’re free
hold on that line - you feel my voice is crying
in certain times - as it dies
into me

i’ve been so close to no way out
now i’m returning bright - in nowhere
must be someone lookin down on me...yeah!
you know i’ve got to look it fast
haunting killers, fucking past!
performance leaves just sweat and blood of me..yeah!!

i’m getting weak and no way out
got still my rage and i’m proud
there’s some confusion in joy
a chlorine sparkled wild noise


STEAM
portrait from a suicide, do you want me, again?
it’s up to me if i tell i cried, do you want me, again?
and maybe i really deserve to suffer for what you said
and maybe i really deserve to suffer for left arm pain

and do you want me now,
i tell you everything will never end
sometimes do you want me
you know, do you want me again
fantastic feelings like this,
some nights, do you want me, again
sometimes do you want me,
you know, you do want me again!


TORMENTED
Being on the side of a paradox
sixteen years puked on a desk
now the air is so cold
find me how, am I a fucking clown??

somewhere is unknown!

I’m in debt with your influence
a non-sense smiling face
my heart is breaking against my earth
the sun shines i’m happily dumb

Flying on mushrooms his revenge,
i’m starving next to you
please don’t help, you cannot
near to have a brain attack!!
chew your pens to chow your lines
i’m too weak to let you leave
you deserve to remain here
sunshine pumps up, shut my fear!!


INSANE ASYLUM
don’t trust my lies
we feel the time
and every night we cry
we can gather rights
call out from Providence
hey you, please give us chance
to gather aknowledge
to feel much more bright

in the aseptic home we’re in
we cannot find a reason
to still live here
and be
a place with much more sky,
we could not deny,
the most likeable place we want to
be
another lil’ minute please,
for restart hoping
while i can see again
your smile...


WOOD
I’m dementia and insane
oh it’s good to do a gift
wow it’s good to be so obscure
wow it’s good to do a gift

just don’t fall in lies
i don’t know what it’s like

when you’re down
feel the sound of...

and the wood we are made of
well it seems to be so cheap
i feel like we are blind
like we are going into a disaster

walking into the wood
and the wind-following feeling
you’re the wood of my cross
wood of the trunk with all my tears


TRASHING HAPPY
i still believe in what i scream
and in what i can do right
as extension that i’m love disturbed
you land me insane desires
your messy scent still in my arms
i feel like i’m gonna die
i’m trashing happy you’re my fucking lover
where’s my phantomas gone?
i won’t cry anymore

must see you
to be me
inside rotten
to perform nothing

but after all i’m really happy
cause it seems you’re always here
oh it’s so good to have someone
who really cares about me
you gave me my first kiss
and the last, and we were free
in a flippin’ mood
now so depressed
you’re the one who can console me
and don’t need my friends, again

POLTERGEIST
the bus passin’ into the night
the lights breakin’ my dreams
i don’t need for a destination
far away is my final station

nothing to really die for,
solutions always too late
we’re travelling among illusions
you forgot me

the bus passin into the night,
this highway running thru time
i could never think to be alone
in this months of poltergeist

highway, roads sometimes
and months, and tales, in cities
oh me, fear makes me blind
images of us screaming lies

i trust in my return high school,
and please say something for days passin’ by
but leave me alive before you do,
and please say something for days passin by
i trust in my return high school,
and please say something for days passin by
but do you want me to trash this room?
and please say something for days passin by, by, by, by...