Dysanchely Nausea 1. Where to Go? What is happening behind my back? Maybe it will start behind me and when I suddenly turn, It may be too late... Till I can fix subjects, nothing will happen I am looking at them at the pavement, at the houses At the gas lamps - to surprise them And to inhibit them in the middle of their change. 2. Going Home I can see the reflection of my face In the window of a midnight train Shadows fall into a deep dark lake All my sins washed by drops of rain I'm on escape from the city I'm on escape from my land I want to leave masses of people, I wanna forget The sorrow I felt My eyes are in pain from what I've seen bright light, people's faces, I wanna leave Up to the north to the homeland of snow Where history freezes, where nobody knows me! A Thousand miles away, I'm going home To the place I dream about, I must see the hills Shall climb 'em all All the memories I'm leaving behind My thirst has brought me as far as here Cold water from a waterfall, I need to feel Nothing else but icy wind on my skin Now I'm at home, now I'm free, now I'm ...where I have to be. 3. Free I am free, I have no reason to live anymore All the reason I tried got loose I can't make up ho more of them, I am fairly young I have enough power to begin again But what should I begin again? I am alone, alone and free But this freedom reminds me of depth. 4. From Behind The existence is getting possession of my thoughts from behind It is lowly destroying them They are getting possession of me from behind, from behind, from behind they make me to think I am not dead To pass out, I want to pass gut, I am running... From behind, from behind Further again Fear! I am afraid I am terribly afraid desire like a mist Desire Disgust I am disgusting to exist, tired and disgusted at existence. 5. The Existence I exist, I suppose exist Ah, the long thread, that feeling of existence I develop it very softly If I could stop myself from thinking... I ask trying, I am doing well, I have an impression that my head is filling with smoke... And it is already starting... Smoke Not thinking, I don't want to think, I think I don't want to think, I can't think that I don't want to think, because it is a thought as well Never going to stop? 6. The Habit The great vague nature flipped inside of the city inside of houses, Inside of offices, inside of people It doesn't move, it's silent They breath it, t but they don't see, they are convinced hat it's outside, Twenty miles away from the city I can see, I can see the nature, I can see it I know that it is getting under control because of laziness, I know it doesn't have any rules - it has only habits...... And these can be changed tomorrow. 7. The Thought My thought that's me, that's why I can't stop I exist because I think... I can't keep myself from thinking, even in this moment... End, it is horrid... If I exist than it is because I am horrified from existence It's me, me, me, me, me I'm pulling myself from nothingness for which stride for The thoughts are born behind me like a dizziness I feel how they are born behind my head. 8. Day of Selfreproach The day made for a man to come back inside himself Cold brightness radiating from the sun like an inexorable Judgment on creation. It comes inside of me through my eyes I am blinded from within through depriving light. A simple Quitter would be' enough and I would be to the greatest extend Disgust at myself. Thanks a lot, I don't care about it When the dark domes, the subjects and I come out from the prehell 9. Something Happened Something happened to me, I can't doubt it anymore It came like an illness, Not like a common certainty, Not of a manifest character It settled down inside of me in secret, Slowly, I felt a bit strange, a bit unsure That's all When I found myself in the square, It didn't move, it stayed without a movement And I could fool myself, That there is nothing wrong with me But now it is spreading 10. Will We...? I feel we have no power, no chance to win free, Inside, outside borders, Limits - I know we are so weak Will we ever try to change the state of the world? Will we ever try to change the state.....revolution! The rules, we must accept, Elites that, are still in the right Exclusion, need, and poverty there are no ways out We must try we have to fight until We die... revolution... inside ourselves... Revolution outside in the world revolution