New Cue-Essay

Night on the road
this is our dreaming quest

night on the road
looking for some place
looking for some food
we are travelling again
we are going away
we are searching for new
we are searching for you

wasted angel
waiting us at the bridge
crawling for our thoughts
calling for our dreams

over mourning water we are lost

we are lost in our dreams

we are going away
we are travelling again
we are searching for new
we are searching for you
we are travelling for you

Waiting the dawn
We're waiting the dawn

over ruined cities
walking
in your inner wastelands

wasted in our dreams
walking in our dreams

the sun will rise again
on your wasted dreams

the sun will rise again

(strumentale)

Earth is pierced by your bombs
tanks has fired to the plebs
no more place for the tombs
rotten corpses in the streets

mothers raped in the streets
while you laugh at their screams

So this is your
Big Mama Russia
blood red painted by the blood of her sons
your Big Mama Russia

blood is flowing from your hands
falling from cutted throat

So this is your blood red painted
Big Mama Russia
this is your blood red Russia
blood red painted by the blood of her sons
your Big Mama Russia

Deportation obliteration you have killed another nation
Deportate Obliterate how much nations can you hate

Eating red I have grown but people says I look like
Eating red I have grown but people says I look like a prawn

Now they’re taller
Now they’re thinner
Blinking lights

Now they’re thinner
Braining nights

Void of madness
Happiness
Enjoy

I’ve built two wings made of mud
And now I find myself plenty of “too much”

Now they’re taller
Blinking lights

Cooking melons
Crushing apples

Echoes
Echoed mind
Echoes raining from the sun
Echoed mind

Echoes are reflections of your mind
Echoes raining

Fresh winds
Flesh pills
Shrewd fellow
Your elbow

Pale grey on my way

Cooking melons
Crushing apples