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Funeral on the scafold of dreams

from The Independence of Observation Choice by NOMAD

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„FUNERAL ON THE SCAFFOLD OF DREAMS”

Billions of cut off heads lay beside you!
Billions of beings rot in your word!
Billions of requests cut off like a dream
Billions of conceived workers

The dark, lonely body covered with a sinister shroud is waiting.
Free from your presence, thoughts smoulder slowly…

In the chapel of my eye sockets I’m dipping a pen
And like in ink-bottle I’m dipping it in brain and urine
Writing my salvation starting with:
“God doesn’t exist in me!!!”
“The God inside me is dead!!!”

In frozen shape I'm dreaming of my free world
And the law torn out of my tendons and veins.
The colours of my persisting conceptions and
The choices which aren’t amongst you.
With the groan of depression I’m starting again

Billions of requests cut off like a dream
Billions of conceived workers
Billions of fangs sinking in your larynxes
Billions of furious bastards
Sinking in your mud
Fucking on the scaffold

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from The Independence of Observation Choice, released September 9, 2007

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BLEYZABEL BALBERIT - voc.
BILMORGH PAMORHIZ - git.
NAMELESS IMMENUS - git.
GAAPZARIEL KEMOHES - dr.
ROTHEP PATIEL bas.

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