In Harvest When Dead Leaves Fall
It's Like My Second Spring Mind
I'M Wondering. I'm Asking Myself
Could There Any Correction Of Lifes Fooling

Or Should I Ask Heaven For Season
Or Should I Ask Hell How To Fight Against
Against This Sickness
Against This Virus Of Making

Every Day Is A New Fucking Challenge
To Keep My Fucking control
Every Year Is A Nwe Fucking Cycle
To Accept Lifes Law
And Bottling Fury And Rage
And Channeling Hate And Pain
To My Next One. To My Wife
To My Childs And To Myself

In Spring When The Sun Bright Shines
It's Like My Second Harvest In Heart
I'm Wondering. I'm Asking Myself
Should There Any Correction On The Dead Ones Leeriness


Am I Insane
Am I A Real Man
Or Am I Between
Between And Fiction
Between My Mind And Heart
Between Life An Dead

So Mabye You (?) Should Kill All
Maybe This Would Be Your (?) Self Therapy
Maybe The Only Solution
Would Be A Total (Suicide) Holocaust
Maybe I (!) Should Kill You All
Maybe This Would Be my (!) Self Therapy
Maybe The Only Conclusion
Woulde Be To Impose The Drape Of Dead Above All

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