Destillat
Das Ich
Distillate
images the words play
and get lost in you
just to lie still
questions and memories
also remembering the bed
where the boy plays
that’s in the basement
where the man spins
give me my distillate
give me my everyday death
give me my bread of grace
for eternity
there will also be doubt
there will be disbelief
there will also be hesitation
like everyone lonely and alone
another one inside me screams
painful, great suffering
birth and fate blow
like desire passing by me
my heart gives birth to the torment
one last time
a dead musician
plays the silent song
give me my distillate
give me my everyday death
give me my bread of grace
for eternity
there will also be doubt
there will be disbelief
there will also be hesitation
like everyone lonely and alone
