LENGSEL LYRICS

1. An Anonymous Phone-Call And A Dead Line

Sudden darkness silences them all in broad daylight
a simple irregularity is all it takes for them to lose
focus, balance and control
a friendly pat on the back would seriously tip them over
and knock them flat out of breath
they seem so fragile and lost
filled with a strange mixture
of fear, fascination and anticipation
all due to this unusual approach of the phenomena
this unexpected visit to the earth
they search the ground with their open-mouthed stares
hoping that somewhere signs of movement will unveil
their shadows slide forward from behind
and dive into their mouths
down they glide like liquid
licking their tongues dry
leaving a dryness in the throat which prevents speech
only their eyes enable them to communicate
and speak their collective mind
no words but the frightening white in their eyes
on black papery background
twinkling and turning
blinking and burning
bewildered yet excited
building up the tension just for the thrill of it
partaking in the madness
soon ready to burst from within
waiting and listening
like in a slow dream
for the voice of someone special
the deliberate and anonymous phonecall
where every sound has a deeper meaning attached
and the background in itself is a whole other world
the electrical silence followed by the the mechanical click
which indicates a
deAD line
heavy winds finally knock them over with a crack
gradually they stumble back onto their feet
as if out of a trance
back into a life of normalcy
where they raise their umbrellas high
to avoid the horizontal rain flushing over
fighting their smallest steps
they continue to hide their heads
despite this incident
they go on in the same orderly fashion
down the trail they first came
with the exactly same destination in mind
not until the sun reappears will they notice
that their shadows and eyelashes are far gone

2. Hell Calls Hell

Hell calls Hell
Like death calls on the circled cross
Hell calls Hell
Like sharp bells sound
throughout the abyss

Invoke the voice
That creeps like a lion
In the wilderness
The lamb

Hell calls Hell
Like death calls on earth
Hell calls Hell
Like sharp bells sound
throughout the abyss

Invoke the voice
That creeps like a lion
In the wilderness
The lamb

Hell calls Hell
Like the serpent crawls through the crust
Hell calls Hell
Like the burning bells
ring in Abyss

Where O death is your victory?
Where is your sting of death?
Shards of the scorching sun
Swallowed whole in victory

3. Miss S.C.

these nightlife peacocks, so filled up with tears it runs out their ears
still smiling stiffly,
still shouting helplessly,
trying to make expressions of euphoria convince their innerself
and become real, become expressions of reality
their loud laughter makes me wanna cry,
as it sounds to me more like
'oh God, please let me die'
happy singing with empty eyes, cold kisses and desperate sex
trying to kill it all away with comfort poison,
an escape by chemicals
to escape this shallow prison of superficiality,
vanity and dead colors
longing to be loved without makeup and high heels,
without funny jokes and approved opinions, sexy walks and confident attitude

i wish they knew that they are
and what they are

4. Ådendød - The Easy Kill

5. Tales Of Lost Love

tales of lost love
lost, not because it was bound to,
not lust mistaken for love,
not a fake image that faded
nor helpless attempts to project
vague, inner pictures of love
and its possible potential

but true tales of lost, true love
that slipped through someones fingers,
though not by accident,
as the fingers were filled with regret
from the moment they started to spread
such tales
make me wanna knock myself unconscious

6. A Little Less To Heal

7. Eternal Seven

I no longer draw circles the way I used to do,
I simply mark the centre and close my eyes instead.
My soul finds comfort this way,
as five and twelve are brought together
and eternity provided.
My hands are imperfect
and cannot possibly match the works of Giotto,
but even a circle such as his loses its power
if the centre is misplaced, thus soulless.

8. The Warm Water Chaseway

9. Angels In America

10. The Pale People

the wax sensation
cultivated alienation
like swarming bees
are the pale people

robed in plastic fiber wings
lowered sails, roaring wind
ambition melting down
sticky, wet alien-eyes

the loss of a generation
deprived and detached
from divinity
an era of insolence

the crowded head
and broken heart
the fallen flesh
and wants at hand

oh but the number!
thousands upon thousands
corpus torn asunder

11. Avec Toi

eternity
I cannot escape
the mermaids in the water
the dove in my mind
already tearing
my soul asunder

I long for resolution

there’s a blinding light
coming from my head
go see for yourself
the burning angels wrought undead

the man with mended horns
invites me home

I am dead to this world
and all that it holds
the threshold of hope
lies on the path of the light

the sun is setting
and the moon is not waiting

the world will go on
when I..m all lost and far gone
always the same old song
keeping right from wrong

the true light will dawn
on friend and foe alike

you'll always be the answer
and I know it has be this way
..cause if You dissolve
I will lose shape

a well of hope
cast in the mirrored light





LENGSEL LYRICS