Feed my stunning apetite with distorted tracks of a generat… Resuscitate me in the dimmest ligh… my soulmate, friend and gentle wai… You slipped into my shifty eyes,

Im an abigail to my mistress I eat quinces and postmodern art Fate sent me a paramour from Ista… and flattery conquers my heart I attach my roentgenograms

A coming home for the sister of blood and taste in men A screaming down my blister why dont you declare an assembly b… Im all mine and my mind on the men…

Midnight task, I think about my l… Midgard Oracle, spoken new tunes Mid-October Gold in a honey hive Im back to Munich to decipher run… Now I toss my pen

Will über den Schatten springen quietschlebendig ins Blaue hinein ich werde lernen zu singen dann bin ich auch nicht mehr allei… Hab so viel Schönes entdeckt

His mace just straightly hit me you shouldve seen my face it extinguished the fire inside me I regret his act of grace! Right place, right time, Im okay,…

Watch out – in the very next momen… Ill read day and night – cause you… Ill know everything, what you thin… Stand out – in the very next momen… Drive to a home, a wasteland of yo…

Its been 14 hours since we met last year, one day like an eternity, a life on drugs and in fear.My loose limbs sway, gotta stop my decay, oh and how you touched my skin, now here I wann...

A spokesman in tongues Liar from the ground Citifies my ambulance kills me, safe and sound If you hate the way I roll

Mantis Atloveroc, I lie here in t… aeromantic analysis of clouds I ex… Now all I can do is wait and stun and hope not to miss the Holy Gra…

Answer empty phone calls and another demand of flowers A seven week anticipation but never more than eleven hours of incentive abstinence

This might be the last Im subject to all these changes tidal humour, ceaseless blast Ive flown higher than all angels So this is my ultimate plea

1. Kafkaesk Wrath A dozen millisecond dreams on a shabby, dirty train ride more comfortable as it seems, I drink my way to the jazz tide

A moonage break I had not left any time Scripta minora, toll mistake I now owe them a lie and a crime A mare of burstin the corner

Alone at the loner stoner home of… I smell smoke and step a bit forwa… into to the tunnel of bright night… with chocolate and him shining lig… I cannot rhyme with a stuffed mout…