Neolithic The Personal Fragment Of Life (demo) 1. Wickedness Of The World For destroy the appearance For the new better time Born from objects of the wickedness We are looking for beauty inside The rubbish bin from our feeling It doesn't matter what we'll find For destroy the arrogance For the new technology Space, sky as skill and down the winners The people hang in fiction circle And enjoy the degeneration Whether hidden eye with curtain Still is our sun Because that isn't our love That's money and tolerance or hidden hate Endeed it's all the same For destroy the lament Somewhere on the street Slides the real light of love That's hope for the crazy people One day I'll find it 2. Nightly Friends I thing I saw their faces They stood behind the window They stared deep at my dark room The faces become clearer I open and closed my mouth Helpless I more my hands But my voice in isn't mine My movement isn't mine Peace miniature Huge war Spare time Sunrise to sunset So spare time like a huge black hole The silence in the universe There are know faces and nights Slowly and wordless They absorb the rest of my defeat Ash has bitter flavour when life Without saveword The nights call me to them The nights give me knife The nights rip my hands All the nights are secret friends Like a moonmessenger Like a hungry locust Empty coffin, empty ghoust 3. Unupdate Museum [In Memory of Bruno Shultz] The green eyes showed the tiredness Although without name Looking for a new form Through the cloudy night There was the brilliance Mute expouding the wordless As personal fragment of life Wonderful and handsome Prosperity although meaning ruin Who knows how many old and intelligent martyrdom is in the martyr And how many cruel idea Horrible transplant Hate between strange races and Species although all prisoners In unluky life without solution Ho can uncover in people the Old faces, lough and glances? Questions without answer Illusion without reason Infancy without happiness All my words without sense 4. Undesirable Return Monotony in life Act and greed Separate illusion as memory Born from hope in four walls Deep and hidden into ghost So easy all these things to destroy The corner of time is a line In the beginning and end Denote the reality and eternity So when they cut my hands They hang me from neck They hang me because of lying and truth I want to hug the earth and sky Because I'll not learn They open the door When I go away my world will burn And will stay only the conscience None piece of meat will be in safety 5. Landscape Numb view meens to expect Face like wither lenf The running of the river will break That's alread the end of unguilt New country, new wave Trip without return Never wait and everything will be Travel by ship is lasting The sails of life are brocken You need help but it's senseless Because the alchemist is gone Turning face to the sea And looking at the twisted figure You look at the twisted real life The reality is grey and confused Inhuman like bed wish New dignity..., old reality It is said that are infinite things It is said that sth is destroyed In pieces Do you know what in cost? Look at yourself That's crazy building Destroy and put in order The last day and the blue intelligence The faithful will resuscitate Weaken shows the end of horizon That's old age 1995 Kassandra Records