Deinonychus
Deinonychus
YOU DIED BEFORE I WAS FINISHED
(music and lyrics by Marco Kehren)
Like a thorn defending a rose, it penertated my vein
Welcoming the pleasuredome and everlasting beauty
Like children analysing a picture book, and so do I
The footsteps printed in blue grass, are different today
Whilst you have changed in the way you look at me
The view through an empty bottle makes sense
Time stands still, even life does
The painting on the wall lives it's own life
As the night seems to be everlasting, so do I
Born from a new and unknown womb, it has coloured my life
The landscape on the painting moves, and I didn't ask for it
Please don't make it stop, I hope this will never change
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INSPIRING VULNERABLE THOUGHT
(music and lyrics by Marco Kehren)
Inspired by your curves, I reached for my scalpel
Searching for any light to expose your silhouette
Your tears could never cease your fear towards me
Be it as it is, I'll just perforate your flesh
In my museum I've never been so enthralled like this before
Absent-minded that I am, it made me do all this
The bloodstains born to be a fantastic memorabilia
Life explodes in my face, but you wouldn't hear
Your picture leaves my imagination, another solitary day welcomes me
In the company of dawn I'll be in therapy
Send me a postcard... This is destiny
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ONE DAY
(music and lyrics by Marco Kehren)
The view through an open window,
I die older than the world
Did all this happen in just one life?
Tell me...
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BUILDING THE PARADOX
(music and lyrics by Marco Kehren)
Wading through your blood, an immense pool of innocence
Your picture; it remains for a lifetime
The sound of breaking porcelain echoed on and on...
The world turns around, another day to be born
You were so cruel to me, why?
Laughter inflates the air, I'm so happy; ever so thankful for your gift
No... don't you ever try, you don't know who your dealing with.
I'm much different from you...
Born out of flesh and blood
You are not like me, you're apathetic
I'm sorry we've lost eachother
Even the world is crying
A broken mirror means a bad omen...
Not the broken vase at my feet...
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THIS, A MURDER OF CROWS
(music by Marco Kehren - lyrics by Shane Davison)
Beyond these eyes, wade nightmares yet to come
My innocence is nothing but a veil of equivocation
Only whores wear black, and offer red roses at funerals
This opiate offered me serenity, when I was on my knees
Once it was so beautiful
But like a dying lilac;
The beauty soon turns black
I was lonely, but I'm not alone anymore
My vein rivers of pollution, injected harmony
I no longer need such a longing kiss from your parched lips
I can reach the stars from here
Something I've never been offered before
And your desire wanes when you have a universe to discover
And pleasures other to be had
I'm slowly dying now, a pleasant death
I can see them coming;
Three birds flying across the darkened sky,
This... a murder of crows
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BALAAM WORE BLACK
(music by Marco Kehren - lyrics by Shane Davison)
My words fell with such silence, as I watched the blood slowely weep from open wounds
A still rose bled into a sunset, while the red dragon waited to consume the midnight sky
A dead snake nailed to the wall, coiled and started to feast upon himself
I'm paranoid!
Insects were really angels in guise, and my lover; she was a whore
I cry an ocean deep azure blue
One more injection to try to forget you
Siddhartha, sits staring into the reflection in my eyes
As a sullen funeral procession gathers
To dance around my dead heart
Like Lucifer; i fell into the night
Venus star so bright in the mourns light
A laid faith in a whores well
So warm was the caress, how could i resist; to take of one kiss
Black devil; under your white sun of darkness i was lost
But now it's time to ride the red dragon one more time...
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THE HOLLOW CAGE OF MY RIBS
(music and lyrics by Marco Kehren)
The trees in the park are smiling at me
They try to tell me how wonderful life can be
As innocent as the blue in the child's eye;
the sun wakes all life beyond
The purity of the blade wrote history inside of me
However, never capable to resurrect me
All roots of life have abandoned me
The candle inside of me, has blown out
My room becomes darker and darker...
Never will I understand why fish can't walk
Perhaps it's because I coudn't become part of My life
The trees in the park are smiling at me,
they try to tell me how wonderful life can be
As innocent as the blue in a child's eye;
the sun wakes all life beyond
However, I'll never understand why this happened to me
But as it is with every story...
There's always an end
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WHY IS IT THAT ANGELS SPEAK SUCH EVIL?
(music and lyrics by Marco Kehren)
Walking over the seeds of tomorrow. No babies to be born today
The king's crown shattered has left. Snow White is nothing but a cheap whore
Wake me!
I stepped into this picturesque landscape held by a frame
On the way back it told me to leave my soul in the snow
My screams didn't help
Why are angels entitled to be saviours?
Today I'm married to misery, and we live long and happy...
Wake me!
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