Lirieke: Crematory. An Other...?.
Mistakes, done over and over again
Voices, heard over and over again
Escape from one's self
Escape into salvation
One word - one gesture and everything is over
Long silence - empty thoughts
Escape into another phase
Escape from reality
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
The leprous sign branded onto the forehead
Like stricken by disease
Guilt sought by one's self
The guilt of salvation
The night passes - silence remains
Unsolved questions remain as a wall
The quilt of the other phase
The quilt out of fear of reality
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
Voices, heard over and over again
Escape from one's self
Escape into salvation
One word - one gesture and everything is over
Long silence - empty thoughts
Escape into another phase
Escape from reality
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
The leprous sign branded onto the forehead
Like stricken by disease
Guilt sought by one's self
The guilt of salvation
The night passes - silence remains
Unsolved questions remain as a wall
The quilt of the other phase
The quilt out of fear of reality
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
An other life - an other death - an other destination - an other self
Ошибки совершаются снова одна за другой,
Я слышу голоса снова и снова зовут.
Побег от кого-то,
Побег к спасению.
Одно слово, один жест и со всем покончено,
Долгое безмолвие – мысли пусты,
Побег в другое состояние,
Побег от вечности.
Другая жизнь – другая смерть – другое предназначение – другой я.
Знаками проказы отмечены лбы,
Словно атакой болезни.
Грех искал новую жертву,
Чувство вины – это спасение.
Прошла ночь – возобновилось молчание,
Нерешённые вопросы стоят стеной,
Чувство вины нового состояния,
Виновность без боязни реальности.Gewilde versoeke