Písmák The End
Scream thy last screambefore you diebefore you'll gogive a last cryIn your last daysyou don't have to behavethe body is lostthus soul shall be saved. Moan thy last moanCondemn the painThe pain that's insideThe pain you can't feelThe pain no medicwill ever explain. Breathe thy last breathfrom your cold heartto produce a dewon funeral wreath. For days or for weeksmore dead than alivedo thy last stepjust to ensurethe existent state.
Invisible Scar (The Final Part)
A skin. An eye. Lips and thighsThe truth, the shine. The jump.
Invisible Scar (Part Five)
"Forget it", I suggest to the mirror. And mirror said: "You will die. "And then it said:"Don't worry, little boyI know how to kill. How could you see a vamp to sigh and cry.
Invisible Scar (Part Four)
Chaos takes it all. Sucked the blood, sucked the souldidn't know about it but gaining controlShall that be hope. Sign from the God, the white flag from the devillike he gives up what he almost ate. Shall that be sign.
Invisible Scar (Part Three)
The invisible scar on my little fingerMemory of dripping blood elegantly glidinginfusing to the soil. Although I put some salt to the wound(it burnt like hell)It's getting invisible day by dayand memories are elegantly glidingto forgotten land, so faraway. Vampire is gone, see paranoidalone with his decent fears. He might not be lonely but he is aloneWhat's worse he'd never tell that it is soVampire is far, in a far landVampire now can't hold his reaching handVampire forgot this minute affairVampire now thinks that everything's fairVampire is gone, see paranoidhis life might be saved but worth his inner voidAlas, that vampire won't understandAlas, the paranoid haven't yet paid the rentAlas, the paranoid is confused and lostAlas, the paranoid backed to the frostAlas, the paranoid is flying too highThe crash will be painful, God has to sighGod will see to it, God decides wellGod tells the stories you'd never tellGod knows the tales about life, love and deathBut God is now silent, he is out of his breathGod is now doubtful, he cannot choosewhether to win or whether to lose
Invisible Scar (Part Two)
Farewell my good mannersGood-bye the skies of the blueThe evil has taken my soul and my mindAnd now I'm up to be cruelCruel to me, cruel to youthere's nothing else at this time that I could doI want to fight, ignore the lawdeny the balance of status quoI want to deny the whole world in one wordDeny my life, my breath, anything you want me toscrew the good, eat the food and bring some badDo you want to hear me scream, do you want to see me cryDo you want me to cut the furniture into the little pieces. Curtains go down, it's the end of the showmove your fat butt it's time to go homethat guy on the stage won't play anymorehe's got insane that thing is for surethis crazy art rates the next feeas this bad man is now on lsdThis guy needs a help just as it seemsOutside the building still can be heardthe screeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm. Paranoid could not stand a single biteVamp stepped out of the night to win the fight.
Invisible scar (Part One)
I want to fight, fight, fightI want to fight, fight, fightI want to fight, fight, fightit's knocking on future door. She pierced my finger with a small pinThe drop of my blood fell on her kneeShe sucked the blood without comitting a sinShe is the vampire as you can seeShe sucked my fingers with radioactive smileShe caressed my hair with a sign of understandingPlease drink my arteries any place and anytimeYour pleasure is mine believe me I'm not pretendinganything and I'm true like I have never been beforeSo come to me and cut my throat that's what this song is forto call you from the deepest shadows of the nightStep to the light, my vamp, I want to fight. I want to fight, because you hate meI want to fight, I want to pierce your heartI want to fight, because you spelled meI want to fight, I want to tear your self-esteem apartI want to see your tears interweave with mineStep to the light, my vamp, I want to fight. Where on earth is my personality.
Pop Song Of Modern
I'm gonna die in the sunsetwhen a day breaks off the nightI'm gonna die in the morningwhen the day starts in a lightIf you don't mind I will just flyand birds will sing a serenadeThat's what I expect from lifeon happiest and very last dayI will give out all my sex toysburn'em after I said Bye'cause if I told you that I liked'embelieve me it was a lieThen will I burn all my memoriesold letters, bottles of winespit on the packet of photosof girls that will never be mineI'm gonna die in the sunsetMorn' is the time of the shyI'm pretty sure no one will miss meand I won't have to apologizeI'm gonna die in the morningPlease do not put me in graveJust spread all my ashs over countrypossible tears try to saveSave your tearsdon't shave your head. Why the hell you should be sad. It's just another desperate. For him is best to be dead.
Accidental touch
Back in the day, I'd never telloaths of purity I held on suchshe didn't know (I didn't want)of surprising flying touchmy vows would fell so quick so fast my resolutions I would sell for microsecond of my time I wish it had eternal last. Do not laugh I know for you it's obvious boring mustBut I wouldn't be so sure, whether does this mean a plus.
Zpeněžené paranoia
DýchejDýchej jak jen chcešSvět, jak jej znášje jenom ležA domaDoma jsi vždycky rádS lidmi a s časem máš chuť se prátBolestBolest už necítíšJsi opilý, na zádech svět si sníšA není tuodpověďna to, co bys rád věděl hnedJen se slovy jsi uměl vždycky hrát Růžovásvatozářvrhá prasečí stín na tvou tvářJednohoz těhle dnůbudeš krájet a kusy házet psůmVálky psům, prasatůmdiamanty bláznivéaby všechno mohla jednou vzít si zpětŽe svůj čas jsi promarnilkdyž o penězích dál si snilZpravovat těnikdo nemusíTak zakuř si a nech se véstNech svou zeď z oblohy sméstZbav se všech iluzí svýcho prasatech růžovýchVíš, že všechno byla jenom lest
Tikající střela
Prorok tonul v svatozáři
černou neměl v inventáři
optimisté byli lháři
černé světlo totiž září
Od rána do večera
Sousedovic krásná dceradnes v noci zas čeká špičkuOd rána až do večeraod budíku k večerníčkusousedka je neveseláčeká na hořící svíčku. Díky lásce k alkoholunetopí se v světobolu. Má dík touze pohlavnív bytě špičku dopravní.
Od večera do noci
Z tělíčka hlavičky čouhá jen zlost. Hluboko pode mnou světla horizontuposlední hranice posledního krokuzačátek letu a konec skokuúdolí smrti pod mostem vzdechuneschopen pohybu a neschopen dechuzas nechám se přesvědčitzítra už postépůjdu nazpátek pro železné udidlopro dávku výsměchu a ponížení. Nic. Nic.
Od půlnoci do rána
Mimikry můr. Půlnoční motýl spálený pod lampou. Praskot reproduktoru zesilovací soupravy. Vzrušené tikání žlutého budíku.
Barvy léta
Jedno okoDvě očiZamrkají ve tmě, zahledí se na měDalší pár očí se mým směrem točíIronický úsměv cuká koutky ústJedním koutkem, dvěma koutkyTřistatisíckoutkůŠetsettisícočíLes ukazujících rukouTam tam. Tam tam. Tam stojí, tam ve výšcerýsuje se silueta proti žlutým mrakůmna zelené obloze s růžovými nosyModré oči, modré očiZelené oči, zelené očiModré, fialové očiČervené oči, zlaté očiOči oči oči oči. Tam stojí, tam.