WOMAN

Lost desire
A name I've known
I've never seen...
Why?

And if I fall
The butterflies
A crying world
The life

Nothing of Woman
The dawning hour
The dancing mouth
The fire

Always of Man
Night descends
Children sing
Like me

A vivid dream
Winter hides

And if I fall
The butterflies
A crying world
The life

His arms enfold me
Ghosts escape
The jumping cold
Without your words
Passion unfurls
Without my prayer

PRECEDENT

Et regardez les fleurs
Elles savent ce qu'elles veulent
Fleurir et mourir
Et jamais le regret
L'infinit du temps
La vie se brise
L'antipathie resonne
Personne ne s'inquite
Pourquoi?
Comment?
C'est peut-etre l'habitude

Cri de joie
Le paradigme
Il n'y a plus que ca
Désir deu

Comment résoudre les problèmes qu'on n'a jamais eus?
Pourquoi persuader les adversaires fictifs?

La volont
Et qui le sait
La prdiction
J'ai pas connue

Taciturne
J'ai entendu
La verité
Toujours resonne

Et regardez les fleurs
Elles fleurissent encore
Leur beaut nous consomme
Accabls de passion
Jusqu'à la fin.

Stone Souls

Feel the cold touch of stone
Survey the Lord's land of souls
Ineffable thoughts are all too much
And I'm left here to wonder
Unknown names project their past
And I'm left here to wonder
Etched forever for us to realise
Crying out, crying, trying to connect
Lost images present my omega
My final engagement
In a deep peaceful sleep
In a desperate dream I'll walk alone
Feel the cold touch of stone
Survey the Lord's land of souls
Ineffable thoughts are all too much
And I'm left here to wonder

Red Harvest

I have heard the words
"Never in all my years"
But what I had seen
was nothing to what I would hear
and what I could feel

His reputation went in front of him
carrying a red flag

I couldn't be certain of his bowed head
or even what he had meant it to be

But at first glance he had said
it's not easy fighting the twentieth century

I wanted to wash more than anything

You fool yourselves you are writers
You fool yourselves you are tellers of tales

I take apart what you put together

I stood somewhere between
the passing of the deed
and his dreadful motion.

He stood as only a dead man could

A Fever

Oh do not die, for I shall hate
All women so , when thou art gone,
That thee I shall not celebrate,
When I remember, thou wast one.

But yet thou canst not die, I know,
To leave this world behind, is death,
But when thou from this world wilt go,
The whole world vapours with thy breath.

Or iff, when thou, the world's soul go'st,
It stay, tis but thy carcase then,
The fairest woman, but thy ghost,
But corrupt worms, the worthiest men.

Oh wrangling schools that search what fire
Shall burn this world, had none the wit
Unto this knowledge to aspire,
That this her fever might be it?

And yet she cannot waste by this,
Nor long bear this torturing wrong,
For much corruption needful is
To fuel such a fever long.

These burning fits but meteors be,
Whose matter in thee is soon spent.
Thy beauty, and all parts, which are theee,
Are unchangeable firmament.

Yet 'twas of my mind, seizing thee,
Though it in thee cannot persever.
For I had rather owner be
Of thee one hour, than all else ever.

Mecciano
A Valediction

As virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls, to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
The breath goes now, and some say, no:

So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move,
'Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.

Moving of th'earth brings harms and fears,
Men reckon what it did and meant,
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater far, is innocent.

Dull sublunary lovers' love
(Whole soul is sense) cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove
Those things which elemented it.

But we by a love, so much refined,
That our selves know not what it is,
Inter-assured of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips, and hands to miss.

Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but expansion,
Like gold to aery thinnest beat.

If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two,
Thy soul the fixed foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th'other do.

And though it in the centre sit,
Yet when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and harkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to me, who must
Like th'other foot, obliquely run;
Thy firmness makes my circle just
And makes me end, where I began.

A Rebours

Ma passion est ma fin
L'histoire de mes folies

En souvenir de toi
Je voyageais loin

Mon coeur envahi
Le passage des hommes

Il ne reste aucun sens
Mais toujours je te suis
Je peux pas me degager
Je reviens a toi

L'etranger dedans
J'abandonne l'amour
Tant de solitude
Tout autour de moi

Il ne reste aucun sens
Mon coeur envahi
Mais toujours je te suis
L'etranger dedans
Le peux pas me degager
L'histoire de mes folies
Je reviens a toi

Je reviens a toi

Hallucinations?

In my own world
In my own world
Devoid of all feeling
In my own world
Devoid of all feeling
You set me free
This is not a dream
- not a dream

Mais les reves
Toujours les reves
Pourquoi j'ai peur
Peur de rester
toute seule sans toi
Pense à moi une fois
Pense à moi une fois
Et moi sans toi

Et je t'ai vu debout, tu vois
Et je ne croyais plus en toi

Mais les reves
Toujours les reves
Pourquoi j'ai peur
Peur de rester
toute seule sans toi
Pense à moi une fois
Pense à moi une fois
Et moi sans toi

sans toi, pense à moi une fors sans toi, pense à moi une fors

Et les miroirs
Les miroirs qui pensent
A moi et toi
C'est pas ca que je veux te dire

Les reves qui meurent
Les murs qui tombent

C'est pas un rève
C'est pas un rève
Un monde c'est le monde ‰ moi
C'est la dont j'habite, oŸ j'habite sans toi

Dans mes bras - sans emotion
- il y a tout le monde
Taute ma vie sans toi

Laisse - moi survivre
Laisse - moi survivre

This is not a dream This is my world

SESUDIENT

Le rêve de ma vie
La mer de calme
Agitťe, Š travers les ruines

Energie de dťlice
De ta prpre vie
Deux »mes separťs
A jamais se retrouvent
Entre nous, entre amis
Je vois trop
Et trop profond

Ma priťre, c'est que je puisse oublier
La marťe tournera encore
Mon chemin peut entrer
Sur terre sainte
Ce son qui se cache
A premiere vue
Agitťe, Š travers les ruines

Bombed

Walking through my mind
Feeling time pass over
Listening to the pain
I comfort you
You hurt me too

Irrational despair
Debases feelings I have nurtured
Hoping for release
That body thrill
Poised for the kill

And the game is set
The night begins
The fight begins
and the players know
the dice will win

Begin again
Together bombed