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She's pouring brown goldInto her veinsShe lost her own wayYears agoHer sister calls herFrom the dark side of the nightAnd she falls with that callIt's the only way outShe tells me "I love you"But it's only a gameAnd she slides through the silenceFixing her timeTo slide to the darknessAgain with a smile"Don't touch me,I'm falling"She laughs in the night"Don't catch me, I'll returnWhen the wheel comes aroundDo not feel fearOr think about meWe're all born to sufferWe're all born to fallIn a grey shaded worldThat calls us to zero"Her mother mouth slitsHer sister lies takenSongtexteShe touches my bodyBut I crouch up to dieDown the Ramblas we're walkingIn Reykjavik we're talkingThe snow is moon-coldThe room freezes overShe's reading a bookShe finished it years agoShe's tearing up paperShe's tearing up lifeBut she only starts thinkingWhen her blood is brownGold is the colourShe promised to wearChrist's blood turns blackHis body she wears.But she dips Him in watersConfession of faithIt's hard to believe youWhen you spit in my faceI don't want to touch youI don't want to lieIn the brown red gold slumberThat you've taken to rideI remember I was thinkingOnly of youBut you shattered me nightlyYou broke all the rulesI found myself fallingAnd thenAnd thenThrough the wreckage of this parched lifeAnd the pain of the next oneI said "Fucking overAll of this is shit"But still the wind calls"Imperium"When you rage at the ConquerorYou only rage at yourselfWhen you torture the AnointedYou only torture yourselfAnd you've listened to PiafBut not to the ChristSo you sparkle for secondsThen dissolve into mistAnd the fog closes inAnd you talk about CrowleyYou think it's a gameBut the game is just youWhen shall you stop hidingIn the heart of your nightWhen the cold darkness beckonsWhere the cold tramway stopsAnd - Christ - I was thinkingOf your bended arm"It's blue on the insideIt's blue on the outside"You said, and then buckledAs if you might die"There's no point in living!There's no point in life!"And sometimes I hear youAt the back of my mindAnd a golden door opensBut no light appearsIt closes at threeBut the time is now midnightTime all runs outAnd the sands are not solid"My foundation is solid"You saidAnd you laughedBut something was broodingBeneath your feetAnd you ask about NicholasAnd beg me for CrystalBut HORSE runs speechlessThrough your wakeAnd your dreamsI'll build you a playgroundIt's surrounded by crossesBut you want a valleyWhere HORSE can run freeWe knew it was overWhen you started your lyingIt's hard to keep ridingWhen your grip has grown slackIt's hard to keep ridingWhen your structure is slidingWe were listening to lionsAt Fluntern with JamesWe were ringing the tramTo ride to the wakeBut I don't believe this worldThat has touched meIt's hard to keep ridingWhen the HORSE is the lordIt's hard to keep ridingWhen the HORSE is the lordAnd it's hard to believeWhen you worship dead flowersIt's hard to love peopleWho struggle to standOn the back of black wingsOn the lake's shoreAt midnightThough Christ is impaledOn the cross through His handsYou'd make your own "story"And centre it on HOOVESThere's spit on the saddleThere's blood on the saddleAnd you slip in the shitYou've shat in yourselfAnd Christus is EquusAnd Equus is LordAnd His mane flies with furyAnd the wind cuts through HimYou follow in footstepsTrod by anotherOh I wish I could hold youBut you're destined to fallI was thinking of youWhen the water froze overIn a foreign landIn a foreign townYou prepare to go on a journeyTo pastureYou said "Forever"It's a picture of nowhereI don't have your faceOr comprehend youA bottle is orderedAnd I wait on anotherAnd the words flow as liquidAnd the pain starts to easeOh do not pass judgmentOn those that fallFor those that first fallAre the first that shall call youAnd those that fall afterInto sadness and wasteThese bodies that fallAre red essenceRed rainTrainTrain that ridesTo the heart of the deadWhen you're trampled by holesThe holes come to youI don't know what to doWhen you offer me somethingYou said you were jokingBut I felt it was trueAnd I don't want to lose youI don't want to dieBut you cannot take silenceYou cannot take lifeWhen life's taken youAnd you cannot stop turningWhen you're bound on a wheelAs the wheel keeps on turningYou'll rise and then fallThrown back to zeroTo fall and then riseAs the sky fills with HORSIESThat shudder and then stampIn the bloodred pasturesWhere no-one runs freeWhere the monkey is nailedTo that wound in your armWhen you see monkey carryBoth chalice and spearThe HORSE has a faceThat grins and then slidesBack to the filthy stablesTo the born once againIn the HORSE monkey yearYou'll be born for eternityReborn to keep ridingAnd carrying your burdenThe sound of the HORSEIs the sound of silenceThe act of the HORSEIs the trampling of lifeThe breath of the HORSEIs then breath of bad moonsThe sign of the HORSEIs the sign of denialThe jaws of the HORSEEat up the universeThe teeth of the HORSEForm sewers for riversAnd the eyes of the HORSEAre sightless with starsThe limbs of the HORSEGalloping mindlessThe love of the HORSEMasturbation eternalPursuit of the HORSEIs the fruit for the hopelessThe piss of the HORSESmells of poppyred riversThe blood of the HORSEIs a snake with no endingFrom out of its bodyAnd then into yoursAnd out of your bodyAnd then into fieldsTo be ploughed back into mineFields full of poppiesAnd fields full of bodiesThey suck in the flowersThey fuck in the dustWhere they lie under wheelsAnd they lie under stonesThe voice of the HORSEIs the sound with no meaningFour horsemen ridingBut only one HORSEFour horsemen ridingBut only one scytheWith green vines spreadingUp to the hiltAnd it's written in the mistUnto the worldGolden triangleFull of red windowsRed exitsRed doorsRe-entry barred"A white medicine" he tells meIn KathmanduTyre people drag bodiesCrippled for coinsMan dKarPeople die forThey give up their lives forThey spew on their ownAs they spew on the othersThey care for themselvesAnd the scum that they stableAnd the scum that they stableIs the scum they shall rideAnd the scum that they rideIs the scum that shall tumbleThe scum that shall trampleFall and destroyEnough to keep pumpingWhen your fire's gone outOver the table we fall and we fallSlow-motionStuck in a discarded filmEcce EquusBehold the HORSE Aus Songtexte Mania