A beautiful bride awaits for her groom
Doesn't mind if he's a tad late
They did plan too early though
Made everything go faster.
Hours and hours went by
Making the bride nervous and nervous
But seeing her fiance's new beau
Made this woman go madder and madder.
The church a block away
The bride stomped and stomped as she walked
Looking through the sacred glass windows
Of seeing the devil she once loved.
She stalked them to their honeymoon
As the new couple found out to be their last
In her beautiful white wedding dress
Turned red Von 1:00am that night.
The Weiter Tag the neighbors of the hotel room were worried
About the noise and screaming they heard last night
Detectives and police searched all around
Everything was clean and no sound to be heard.
The bride knew what just to do
Since this isn't her first time doing this.
She's known as The Black Widow.
Her herz painted black with a tiny red Stunde glass
Murders men that break her hearts.
Her web of secrets stays strong and steady
Making her Weiter meal of blood-lust new and ready.
People never really understand this legend.
They all ask the same thing:
"Do we feel bad for her?" oder "Do we lock her up?"
She's like a double sided coin
Both sad and herz broken trying to think of the worst case scenario
But also making herself a terrible fiance' to catch her prey.
Doesn't mind if he's a tad late
They did plan too early though
Made everything go faster.
Hours and hours went by
Making the bride nervous and nervous
But seeing her fiance's new beau
Made this woman go madder and madder.
The church a block away
The bride stomped and stomped as she walked
Looking through the sacred glass windows
Of seeing the devil she once loved.
She stalked them to their honeymoon
As the new couple found out to be their last
In her beautiful white wedding dress
Turned red Von 1:00am that night.
The Weiter Tag the neighbors of the hotel room were worried
About the noise and screaming they heard last night
Detectives and police searched all around
Everything was clean and no sound to be heard.
The bride knew what just to do
Since this isn't her first time doing this.
She's known as The Black Widow.
Her herz painted black with a tiny red Stunde glass
Murders men that break her hearts.
Her web of secrets stays strong and steady
Making her Weiter meal of blood-lust new and ready.
People never really understand this legend.
They all ask the same thing:
"Do we feel bad for her?" oder "Do we lock her up?"
She's like a double sided coin
Both sad and herz broken trying to think of the worst case scenario
But also making herself a terrible fiance' to catch her prey.
When I talk to my Friends I pretend I am standing on the wings
of a flying plane. I cannot be trusted to tell them how I am.
oder if I am falling to earth weighing less
than a dozen roses. Sometimes I dream they have broken up
with their Liebhaber and are carrying Essen to my house.
When I open the mailbox I hear their voices
like the long upward-winding curve of a train whistle
passing through the tall grasses and ferns
after the train has passed. I never get ahead of their shadows.
I embrace them in front of moving cars. I keep them away
from my miseries because to say I am miserable is to say I am like them.
—Jason Shinder
of a flying plane. I cannot be trusted to tell them how I am.
oder if I am falling to earth weighing less
than a dozen roses. Sometimes I dream they have broken up
with their Liebhaber and are carrying Essen to my house.
When I open the mailbox I hear their voices
like the long upward-winding curve of a train whistle
passing through the tall grasses and ferns
after the train has passed. I never get ahead of their shadows.
I embrace them in front of moving cars. I keep them away
from my miseries because to say I am miserable is to say I am like them.
—Jason Shinder
I am mysterious yet sweet
I wonder what the future brings
I hear Wölfe Singen to the moon
I see diamonds swimming in a black sea above me as I lay in the grass.
I want people to understand me completely
I am Zufällig yet shy
I pretend I am always going on new adventures
I feel misunderstood
I touch shards of my past, remembering them
I worry that I won't find someone who can view things the way I do
I am courageous yet cunning
I cry because the blames fall on me
I understand people's problems
I say witty things that persuade people
I dream of an absolution & life of adventure
I try to fit in but it's just so boring
I hope to travel around the world making Mehr Friends along the way.
I am all that I am, I am all of me
I wonder what the future brings
I hear Wölfe Singen to the moon
I see diamonds swimming in a black sea above me as I lay in the grass.
I want people to understand me completely
I am Zufällig yet shy
I pretend I am always going on new adventures
I feel misunderstood
I touch shards of my past, remembering them
I worry that I won't find someone who can view things the way I do
I am courageous yet cunning
I cry because the blames fall on me
I understand people's problems
I say witty things that persuade people
I dream of an absolution & life of adventure
I try to fit in but it's just so boring
I hope to travel around the world making Mehr Friends along the way.
I am all that I am, I am all of me
Good and evil
Liebe and hate
The balances of life
Makes everything flow just right
Until misery takes control of your world...
Misery is a parasite
Feeds off other's to become stronger
It hunts for those who are happy
Only to bite and infect them
With it's disease
It penetrates deep into your mind
Death and despair flood the thoughts
The virus spreads further...to your soul
Du are sick with misery
Contagious
Du don't want to infect
Forced into isolation
A weak body and a weak mind
There is no cure for Du to find
Until the Tag comes when an antidote called Love
Finds it's way inside
And kills the virus
But cures are hard to find
Like any Liebe is...
to see, feel, hear, touch and taste
your eyes, your lips, your hands
Du are everywhere
a touch, soft and tender
a whisper, full of desire
a gasp of sweet surrender
as passion fuels the fire
and though we still have far to go
that's alright, we'll take it slow
and though the days are often long
with Du here I can be strong
there's no time in life to judge
only time enough for love
so as another night slips by
let’s dance beneath the sky
in our secret garden
Liebe took power over our will
progressively, gently, tenderly, lover to lover
love, you’re all I ever needed
and I want Du now. now being forever.
this is my eternal vow.
A silver glint in your eyes; heartbeats clean.
A simple chord enrages me; warm smiles.
The melody plays slow; performed quite keen.
I stop midway, but memory redials.
The octave jumps to brilliance; intense.
They Liebe attention and thought; quarter notes.
Continuous trills and glissandos; dense.
Already chosen hum no other votes.
To accidentals for wit; humor dark.
Yet, the Mehr necessary; balance sweet.
Some kindness with speed; held out at the hark.
Released the pedal to kill the soft beat.
All are strong to my heart’s will; every song.
The echoes beneath that for which I long.
A simple chord enrages me; warm smiles.
The melody plays slow; performed quite keen.
I stop midway, but memory redials.
The octave jumps to brilliance; intense.
They Liebe attention and thought; quarter notes.
Continuous trills and glissandos; dense.
Already chosen hum no other votes.
To accidentals for wit; humor dark.
Yet, the Mehr necessary; balance sweet.
Some kindness with speed; held out at the hark.
Released the pedal to kill the soft beat.
All are strong to my heart’s will; every song.
The echoes beneath that for which I long.
through the thorns to the stars
The only one who doesn't know happiness
is the one who couldn't understand its call
I am Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer...
Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning...
Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and...
...Endless run...
While I'm alive, I can try not to fall while flying,
Not to forget how to dream... how to love
...Endless run...
Calling Calling, For the place of knowing
There's Mehr that what can be linked
Calling Calling, Never will I look away
For what life has left for me
Yearning Yearning, for what's left of loving
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer.......
Fearless herz beats
in my chest,
strong and proud,
sensitive and fragile.
Collecting all these words
Du gave as if
those are significant,
but your herz has never
spoken to me.
Empty words Du gave,
the depth that lies in them
Du treaded,
though I still remember that
glow in your eyes,
I still remember,
though your false love
is spreading its wings
only in dreams of my own
world.
It was me who left,
and yet
I'm still trying to forget,
still trying to erase every
moment of happiness
we lived.
And my herz is not weak,
even though it's lonely,
loneliness itself doesn't fear me,
for it loves me,
loneliness chose me.
Loneliness is jealous,
won't leave me be,
loneliness is in Liebe
with me,
filled within my heart,
it has chosen me.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Slowly they creep up
They're hungry
Teir mom did it to their dad
That cold-blooded murderer
The baby black widows attack
slowly devouring their mom
They, too, became like her
Heaetless, an emotionless killer
An analogy to life
To humanity
Everyone MUST have revenge
Never letting things die
untill we die!
Why must we live like spiders
Devouring people when we're done with them?
Why must we be so uick to attack?
Why do we live life like this?
Because we're human,
But we still live like spiders
Killing, and dying and hating
When we should Live and Liebe and Laugh
Is this really life?
They're hungry
Teir mom did it to their dad
That cold-blooded murderer
The baby black widows attack
slowly devouring their mom
They, too, became like her
Heaetless, an emotionless killer
An analogy to life
To humanity
Everyone MUST have revenge
Never letting things die
untill we die!
Why must we live like spiders
Devouring people when we're done with them?
Why must we be so uick to attack?
Why do we live life like this?
Because we're human,
But we still live like spiders
Killing, and dying and hating
When we should Live and Liebe and Laugh
Is this really life?
