Deinonychus Deinonychus YOU DIED BEFORE I WAS FINISHED (music and lyrics by Marco Kehren) Like a thorn defending a rose, it penertated my vein Welcoming the pleasuredome and everlasting beauty Like children analysing a picture book, and so do I The footsteps printed in blue grass, are different today Whilst you have changed in the way you look at me The view through an empty bottle makes sense Time stands still, even life does The painting on the wall lives it's own life As the night seems to be everlasting, so do I Born from a new and unknown womb, it has coloured my life The landscape on the painting moves, and I didn't ask for it Please don't make it stop, I hope this will never change ..........::::::::::.......... INSPIRING VULNERABLE THOUGHT (music and lyrics by Marco Kehren) Inspired by your curves, I reached for my scalpel Searching for any light to expose your silhouette Your tears could never cease your fear towards me Be it as it is, I'll just perforate your flesh In my museum I've never been so enthralled like this before Absent-minded that I am, it made me do all this The bloodstains born to be a fantastic memorabilia Life explodes in my face, but you wouldn't hear Your picture leaves my imagination, another solitary day welcomes me In the company of dawn I'll be in therapy Send me a postcard... This is destiny ..........::::::::::.......... ONE DAY (music and lyrics by Marco Kehren) The view through an open window, I die older than the world Did all this happen in just one life? Tell me... ..........::::::::::.......... BUILDING THE PARADOX (music and lyrics by Marco Kehren) Wading through your blood, an immense pool of innocence Your picture; it remains for a lifetime The sound of breaking porcelain echoed on and on... The world turns around, another day to be born You were so cruel to me, why? Laughter inflates the air, I'm so happy; ever so thankful for your gift No... don't you ever try, you don't know who your dealing with. I'm much different from you... Born out of flesh and blood You are not like me, you're apathetic I'm sorry we've lost eachother Even the world is crying A broken mirror means a bad omen... Not the broken vase at my feet... ..........::::::::::.......... THIS, A MURDER OF CROWS (music by Marco Kehren - lyrics by Shane Davison) Beyond these eyes, wade nightmares yet to come My innocence is nothing but a veil of equivocation Only whores wear black, and offer red roses at funerals This opiate offered me serenity, when I was on my knees Once it was so beautiful But like a dying lilac; The beauty soon turns black I was lonely, but I'm not alone anymore My vein rivers of pollution, injected harmony I no longer need such a longing kiss from your parched lips I can reach the stars from here Something I've never been offered before And your desire wanes when you have a universe to discover And pleasures other to be had I'm slowly dying now, a pleasant death I can see them coming; Three birds flying across the darkened sky, This... a murder of crows ..........::::::::::.......... BALAAM WORE BLACK (music by Marco Kehren - lyrics by Shane Davison) My words fell with such silence, as I watched the blood slowely weep from open wounds A still rose bled into a sunset, while the red dragon waited to consume the midnight sky A dead snake nailed to the wall, coiled and started to feast upon himself I'm paranoid! Insects were really angels in guise, and my lover; she was a whore I cry an ocean deep azure blue One more injection to try to forget you Siddhartha, sits staring into the reflection in my eyes As a sullen funeral procession gathers To dance around my dead heart Like Lucifer; i fell into the night Venus star so bright in the mourns light A laid faith in a whores well So warm was the caress, how could i resist; to take of one kiss Black devil; under your white sun of darkness i was lost But now it's time to ride the red dragon one more time... ..........::::::::::.......... THE HOLLOW CAGE OF MY RIBS (music and lyrics by Marco Kehren) The trees in the park are smiling at me They try to tell me how wonderful life can be As innocent as the blue in the child's eye; the sun wakes all life beyond The purity of the blade wrote history inside of me However, never capable to resurrect me All roots of life have abandoned me The candle inside of me, has blown out My room becomes darker and darker... Never will I understand why fish can't walk Perhaps it's because I coudn't become part of My life The trees in the park are smiling at me, they try to tell me how wonderful life can be As innocent as the blue in a child's eye; the sun wakes all life beyond However, I'll never understand why this happened to me But as it is with every story... There's always an end ..........::::::::::.......... WHY IS IT THAT ANGELS SPEAK SUCH EVIL? (music and lyrics by Marco Kehren) Walking over the seeds of tomorrow. No babies to be born today The king's crown shattered has left. Snow White is nothing but a cheap whore Wake me! I stepped into this picturesque landscape held by a frame On the way back it told me to leave my soul in the snow My screams didn't help Why are angels entitled to be saviours? Today I'm married to misery, and we live long and happy... Wake me!