.:LYRICS

//INCONSTANTINOPOLIS

108: CEDAR CALLING DAWN // all systems working i am feeling fine begin the countdown start the engine now this astronaut is ready to have some fun as i rise higher and higher into the calm blue embrace i swear i can feel it expanding but i see no god up here that's what cedar said to dawn

COMIC RELIEF // in the final chapter you should make peace with foes stage the last entrance with fireworks and noise and then send in the clowns after the final curtain i will take off my mask i'll bow for the last time as i abandon this world of farce and run off with the clowns

VALLEY OF THINGS // they got lost in the valley of things forgot what they want conquered by the commerce kings who made their fortune selling manufactured anger and instant happiness magic drinks read between the lies of their perfect life maps take off the ready-mades and throw away the rings open you eyes and welcome to the desert of the real

OFF WITH MY HEAD // as the ship set sail slowly towards the west our heroine was walking through a classic phrase: destination unknown she exhaled she didn't look back pirates grew out of fashion like an old song i could tell the whole tale but i will quote her instead: off with my head!!!

HORROR VACUI // i wish i was cornered by the worst nightmares i'm obsessed with emptiness it is always darkest before i close my eyes i have this hopeless habit of dying old habits die hard

INCONSTANTINOPOLIS // wait untill the night falls then take a boat ride across the channel when you pass the old bridge you'll see the clashing rocks this is where i'm stranded inconstantly this place is obscurely in between the fear's dripping all over metastes like i'll never be free your mission is very sensitive the distant drums keep calling forever comes and goes in inconstantinopolis this is where i'm stranded

CITY OF SUNDAY AFTERNOONS // so we lingered on in the city of sunday afternoons smoking ourselves sterile with menthol cigarettes waiting for the broken clock to strike midnight

LIFE IN EXCLAMATION MARKS // if i had to choose i wouldn't have it any other way i want to live my life in exclamation marks no questions no full stops no commas no dashes only complete and unabriged notes of admiration

HEADS OR TAILS // your porcelain disbelief is so wonderfully pale would you like an alternative ending? flip a coin do you bet on heads or tails? the fortune favours the brave put on your smile and hold your breath untill the earth stops turning if you are not satisfied flip a coin for heads or tails

//CARBON BASED

CARBON BASED ORGANISMS // I am my own laboratory. I observe and measure, deduct and analyze. The research has shown I’m mostly carbon. But I never trust the obvious. I will get my hands dirty and dig out the cryptography of my carbon-based patterns.

DREAM AMPLIFIERS // Paved with good intentions, still, the world is grey. We need dream amplifiers to make it louder. So, they can feel it in their bones. After that count to 10 and all your wishes will come true.

WORK IN PROGRESS // A special report up-to-the-minute from my Ivory tower: mythical archetypes resonate of danger. I pull down the shades. So, as the day unfolds, the plot thickens. Stay alert!

WIEDERHOLUNGSZWANG // We approach another end of the world. Soon, we’ll get out of this time and space box. Our legs are full of mosquito bites, an itchy reminiscence of our past lives. The air up here is still, filled with possibilities. Time is breathing.

NOTTURNO // How deep is this night? Don’t look down. Jump. Leave your fears behind.

SPILT MILK // Before I surrender to the future course of events, I would just like to state that there is no use crying over spilt milk.

IN THEORY AND PRACTICE // Cut me up in whatever shape you like, So I can fit inside this world. I’ve tried so hard to play by the rules, but this game doesn’t fit me. In theory this should be so easy - Deconstruct my moves to right or wrong. But the practice fails me. I just get a red card like my life is not my own. So cut me up in whatever shape you like.

FROM AUTOMATIC TO MANUAL // Focus the camera on yourself. Zoom in. Zoom out. Blame the moon, the universe is not dressed by your taste. 400 years later you would still burn Galileo. And the stars? Laughing. Whispering. Grain of salt, where are you? In the ocean, in the jellyfish. In the tear behind you face. Zoom out. Zoom out. Zoom out. Voices in your head erode your face. Your fears. Your ego. Your truth. Evaporating. Tear is grain of salt is rainbow. Zoom in. Zoom in. Zoom in.

ROPEWALK ADVENTURES // She awakes in sweat, covered with broken pieces of last night. Still warm, but sharp. She escaped by the skin of her teeth.

RAINY NIGHT IN WARSAW //

//IT'S NEVER TOO LATE TO SPLIT UP split cd/10" with SENSUAL LOVE

STARCROSSED LOGISTICS // A pair of starcrossed lovers take one last breath before the battle begins. The one that is already lost. And the sky has the color of television tuned o a dead channel. The war is on.

THE METAPHORICAL APPROACH // The first three minutes were great just like the begining of the universe but then in the end we'll all go up in flames. Just like fire. Yes, it will probably happen again. My history repeats itself. Yes, I will do it again. I will spin in the wrong way. A coward dies a thousand times.

WAYS OF SEEING // To see the colors behind Violet. To walk out of the frames. To wash off the lies. To cross the line. Cross the line. To live. To die no more.

WALKER BETWEEN WORLDS // Walker between worlds takes the first step on the undiscovered paths. Beyond. As she fades away under the full Moons light I can still hear her think.

//ARHYTHMETICS 7"/cd & spli 7" with .UNISON.

ARHYTHMETICS // Long road, hours go by. I count the white lines that lead me to you. Night sky, planets collide. Shining stars show me the way. Afraid? I'm not. Just enough magic dust to get me to you. I count the white lines that lead me to you. I substract the white lines that lead me to you. I divide the white lines that lead me to you. But still you're so far away.

A WISH // I wish you would come to my galaxy. Here I shine with my eyes closed. Here we could do whatever we wanted. Here we could be whoever we wanted. But you never pretend to be something you're not. That's why you shine too. I see you shining with my eyes closed.

SO REAL // The worst parts of my life and the most beautiful ones I lived in my dreams. They were so real that I screamed when I burned. They were so real that I cried when I hugged.

THE EX // My eyes can't see your face (blinded by my feelings for you). My ears can't hear your voice (afraid to hear something that might hurt me). Even though you apologized, even though you promised. I hate myself for playing your game. I hate myself for letting you make me a fool. I trust. You lie.

THE BOW & THE ARROW // All I want to see is the blood from the monster's heart. The bow and the arrow, weapon of the past, my future weapon. Whistle through the air, metal through the flesh. No damage, no explosions.

MICRODREAMS // She is a huntress, she hunts for dreams. She says they are reality. She keeps them in a closet. She doesn't let them slip away. I see her in the mirror, she smiles back at me. I can only touch her surface, but she can drown in me. She says that dreams turn off the dark. She says the more you dream the less you die. She is all alone bathing in her dreams. She says they are reality and then she drowns in me.

songs from compilations + unreleased songs

MISSING TRUTH // The truth does not live here anymore, but yes, you're right, it stayed here for years. I miss it so much, my roommate, he doesn't. I guess it's time to beg for it again. It's somehow normal it left. After all it came here from somewhere else. I'm missing the truth so much, I guess it's time to beg for it again.

PAST TO FUTURE // It seems that I spend too much time thinking about the past & being afraid of the future. It also seems the future is coming so fast, day by day, and it's worse than I imagined. I'm desperately trying to find a reason to go on. I'm so afraid, I'll have to live through my past again. I can't imagine, I'm feeling the pain again. I'm desperately trying to find a reason, reason to go on, reason to smile. I'm so afraid, I'll have to live through my past again. I can't imagine, I'm feeling the pain again. I lie to myself, I lie when I say I'll be better. I lie to you, I lie to you when I smile.

SINKING SLOWLY // I'm standing over my blank mind. I can stroke myself a thousand times, but nothing will arise. Nothing will come out of my blank mind. I don't know why... I don't know why I can't draw the line. Not to mention disappointment in my heart with the fact that I'm still sinking very slowly and I haven't touched the bottom. I don't know why I can't draw the line. I can stroke myself a thousand times. I'm standing over my blank mind, but nothing will arise. I'm standing. Thoughts are flowing, but they're still so far away from me.

FRONTISTERION // Where do words that no one listens to go? Do you hear me, do you hear me at all? Do they float in the air somewhere or do they just disappear? I try to catch them and fill their emptiness. Don't you know words are translated emotions so when I speak to you, do you feel me? When I speak to you, do you feel me at all?

LEFT IT BEHIND // Every time when I think that I have left it behind it comes back, it lives again and it kills me. And every time it comes back it's so hard, so hard. What is this that I'm so afraid of? What is this, it just feels so strange? Every time when I think that I've left it behind it comes back & it kills me. It comes back & it hurts me. It comes back & it's so hard. I can't stand it, no. What is this I'm so afraid of? What is this, it just feels so strange? It's so hard to fight this painful feeling, this terrible fear of being left behind.

DEALING WITH MYSELF // Very often I find myself struggling with my thoughts. Very often I find myself wondering through the clouds of memories. Living inside of a box made of my life it makes me see all the mistakes that I've done. Everywhere I turn I see myself from just a few days, few years ago. Seeing what I've done, knowing what I should have, makes me feel so miserable. Living inside of a box made of my life makes me unable to go ahead. I can't stop looking back at my past.

CORNERS // In the corner of my room he is standing. He is watching the world go by. He doesn't have the strength. In the corner of the world I'm standing. I look at him and I wonder why (he doesn't have the strength).