Like the music. песни на английском языке

to my dead twin brother

" LIKE THE MUSIC " - 2001
/ conceptual album /

 A side  L: Introduction
                01. Hard Dreaming
                02. westearneastern wind
                03. The Simple Song

              I: Loneliness
                04. She’s Antisocial
                05. Ghosts Of Sorrow
                06. Aqua
                07. Ergo Ergot

             L: Sad Maniacs
                08. The Maniac Song
                09. Tears And Ashes
                10. The Part Of You

 B side  I: Perfect Maniacs
                11. Perfect Queen
                12. Afterthoughts
                13. Something Uneatable
                14. The Tidal Song

             T: Conclusion
                15. Like The Music
                16. Antibody
                17. My Remedy
                18. dejection-injection (I am the girlfriend of the dope fiend)
                19. madmadmandelirium (instrumental)


HARD DREAMING

flying cobweb stuck to us
my yellow-coloured autumn
I was filled with broken glass
taken from the bottom
crows and gulls – pepper-salt
coastal air is poison-honey
all the secrets they have told
make me feel like dummy

I see the sun of spleen
shines through the clouds of blue
you know it hates me
I hate it too

it’s a half-freezing
it’s a hard dreaming
it’s a hard breathing
something’s within
it’s a half-living
it’s a hard dreaming
it’s a hard breathing
something’s within
it’s a heart-beating
it’s a half-freezing
it’s a half-living
it’s a hard dreaming

you know I love my temple-ache
my yellow-coloured autumn
now there is everything at stake
and completely unforgotten
feeling under lock and key
under pressure under gun
I was touched by broken ray
from the cardboard sun

the sun of spleen…

WESTERNEASTERN WIND

windwards
black birds
fly away
lead astray
watch beasts
slash wrists
tired bloodless
in moon-blindness
skies becloud
shout aloud
dead wind
stripped-skinned
my smells
blue bells
my spells
sharp nails
fairy-tales
fairy-tales
fairy-tales
fairy-tales
not ahead
not behind
parallel
not there
not here
somewhere

I’m sure it’s westearneastern wind
my sky is thrown away
my worthless world my worthless place
bogs down in fluid clay
my path is winding through the woods
my moon is crawling out of it
my time was gnawed by giant moths
and other monsters you can meet

I’m sure my wind still braids in plaits
meridians and parallels
the werewolf can’t chase the moon
from deep and gloomy wells
it’s raining down my lost highway
I rake the heaps of frogs and toads
I quickly switch on my headlights
to notice death at the crossroads

THE SIMPLE SONG

no one touch me
here and there
I’m feeling blind
never feel
so in despair
on wall I climb

hide in corners
dream of dopes
never gonna
kill my hopes

I fall in you
my drug to live
my drug to die
my drug to worship
to believe
but not to buy

I stuck in you
my soul’s so childish
and so rotten
my favourite dream
my favourite dish
my spring my autumn

I want to see you
messed and pressed
to hang on you
my letters all
are misaddressed
and misconstrue


SHE’S ANTISOCIAL

I try but cannot guess
is it truth
or she is joking
careful careless
never been confused
never been confessed
never give up smoking

she’s antisocial
and unemotional
she feels good
when I feel bad
and vice verse
I’ve been misunderstood
she’s been misled
we are doubled-edged
we are double-crossers

and even at the phone
I sort her up
I cannot solve her
she leaves me home alone
she thinks about
I link about her

I try but cannot guess
she’s selfish
or she’s selfless
I try but cannot guess
she’s giggling
or she’s choking
never been confused
never been confessed
never give up smoking

GHOSTS OF SORROW

plunge under blanket
warmth I swallow
bed sheets are crumbled
beginning tomorrow

ghosts of sorrow

day by day
I become more sensitive and older
dying hundred times feeling myself fading away
feeling colder

week by week
I cannot sleep at night
I stick indoors I’m weak I know
I’m sick
I hide I cannot fight

year by year
I find so much I can’t express
dying thousand times running
down upstairs
eat my stress
eat my stress
eat my stress
shed my dress

I’m completely alone
       completely alone
       completely alone
       completely alone

       losing my head
       losing my hair
       losing everything
       losing time
AQUA

aqua all around me
water’s in my blood
hourglass softly running
into hourmud

I can feel the smell from
the faraway streams
easy tears and hard rain
and the things between us
                within us
                that spin us
                that mean us

aqua all around me
water is my home
all your fucking worries
melt in my maelstrom

aqua all around me
silhouetted runes
every little splashing
make me change my tunes

is it where we live in
is it what we breathe
water to believe in
touch it with your kiss

ERGO ERGOT

your blood is red
your mood is bad
I can feel your tears
run all over me

your mouth is sad
your head is mad
I can see your smile
and it breaks me

your arms are white
you grip and bite
I can’t catch your soul
it runs away from me

your eyes are black
you go to rack
I want it back
it tortures me

I love I waste you
through your pain
I hate I taste your
trembling veins

I chase I choose
play me game
I love I lose you
it’s all the same

it’s all the same
it’s all so lame
your gorgeous fame
my golden frame
it’s all the same
it’s all so lame


THE MANIAC SONG

I own my own angel
I have my little girl
a little bit dangerous
ready to fly again
ready to fall

she eats my pain
forgives me all
my all-in-all
my everything
my needle hole
my middle name
again again

she’s in my brain
she makes me cry
oh my oh my
she tears and bends
I want her die
I want her now

greygreenblue eyes
I know all her moles
wall up in her walls
give me your lies
in bathroom stall
her hands are so small
she’s ready to fly again
she’s ready to fall

time passes at the crawl
but I stand still
collapse my will
my rock’n’roll
she’s to be kill
I’m to be blame
again again
she is to kill
my rock’n’roll
my rock’n’roll
my rock’n’roll
my rock’n’roll


TEARS AND ASHES

pressure pressure blood blood
low blood pressure oh, God
treasure treasure you’re my treasure
my very special, fucking
always lucky
always mine mine mine mine mine mine mine mine
die die die die die die die die

sunny twins moonlit peaks
acid tears through velvet cheeks
endless night drizzle rain
tasteless taste of my migraine
pills and powder on the shelf
tears and ashes for myself

my clock works back back
wretched bitch I’m wreck wreck
petrified scared smashed
my very special, fucking
always lucky
I’m your bride bride bride bride bride bride bride bride
die die die die die die die die

soreness of the mouth soreness of
the bones
my tears drip in my headphones
it is something out of measure
my very special, fucking
always lucky
I’m broken inside side side side side side side side
die die die die die die die die

you have given to me some brainwork
it is something we have never talked
named my price and hurt my pride
are you special, maybe suicide?

pressure pressure blood blood
I’m no longer your slut
casual casual only casual
nothing special

THE PART PF YOU

I’m coming home
knocking thee windows
is there anybody here?

(there is nobody body body…)

doors are not open
windows are shut
take me inside
‘cause I am the part of you

(the part of what? the part of you)

black-and-blue my fists
black-and-blue my heart
take me inside
‘cause I am the part of you

bleeding my fingers
tasting the blood of you
the part of you

I’m coming home
knocking the windows
is there anybody here?

there is nobody
only the body of you
(the part of you the part of what?
the part of you
is it me, me in you?)

PERFECT QUEEN

it’s only you I see
it’s only you I hear
I vanish under you
I tower over you

I stream in spring
through fingers and through hair
if you could only touch my strings
that have been tighten on my ribs,
I swear
you’ll hear my music well
I give it all for you to swell
I give it all for you
to safe and guard
from dust and mud
you’ll lick clean from
my barren heart

I have no aches at all
I left’em all behind
I cannot feel my knees
I cannot feel my toes

still head I have
remove my spleen and now
my tea is only to be green
humidity it’s winter keen like splinters
pierced in my heels it’s true
and it was lime I’ve found in you
your grave is very shallow
we feel so hallowed
there is no difference
in what we’re wallowed
in crime or cream

it’s easy to be queen
to be your perfect queen
never thought
it’s such an easy thing
to be your perfect
to be your perfect queen

I play my song for ear
to have you near to snare
I have no fears
it’s pins

you go on breed and feed
despite it starts to bleed
I deify and cheat
perversity you lean

you smile it’s always queer
not a stare but leer
it’s easy to hide tears
till nineteen

AFTERTHOUGHTS

winter morning
morningafter
daybefore
blessing turning
turning sour
turning flaw

nails turn claws
all things considered
I do it because
I was the cause to it

in the raw
try to feed it
I do it all slow
you to speed it

to the core
you smell sweet
afterthoughts
every bit
turning sour
turning flaw

SOMETHING UNEATABLE

my sinner saint
paints the taints
on my silken neck
scratch the marks
on my tender skin

I may faint
I may stay

hate me hate
it’s already late
we’re incorporeal
early at night
stunned by thunder peal

I may faint
I may stay

I switch off the light
so you become unreal
like radio at night
I play the game of skill
but now I very fear it
I fear of night
I fear to bare it ‘cause I guess
when I turn on the light
there will be no yourself at all
but only dead and empty walls
and shadows in the corners
the shadows of fall

disappearing in abyss
let me kiss you to the last
let me catch this gust
let me please
me I please you please

now darkness is killed
I have my fire to build
it is my forged idol
my fictitious savior
with his golden gilt

may I stay
may I faint

The Tidal Song

hey, sea
it’s me
fall in you
in love
in tears
in waves
in breeze
in rage
in breakwater
in fire

hey, sea
I see
you fall in me
in love
in tears
in waves
in grace
in rage
in depth
higher

hey, sea
now I’m free
I’m absolutely free

I’d like to watch
wet turning into wetter
I feel it’s time
to know each other better
I want you to share
my selfish delight
we are almost satisfied
and already wet

that slide
that light
that night
that tide
we met

LIKE THE MUSIC

stay wide-eyed
or lay in fever
hails from hell
you miss it madly
grow wildfire
so we can hear it
like the music

deadly badly

fuck with my brains
nervous strains
can’t you hear it
everywhere

start afresh
or set afire
throes of death
can be abiding
like white trash
or black desire
like the music

terrifying

nothing to it
little hero
throat is burning
face forbidding
you can see it
in your mirror
it is music

like heart-beating

bow and scrape
before this madness
mind your feelings
mean and precious
losing shape
cracks are endless
it is music

superstitious

whom to trust
and whom to care
use it sooner
sooner lose it
speck of dust
‘s your one welfare
it is music

it is music

like the music
like the music
like the music

ANTIBODY (to Brian Molko)

you look like girl
but you’re not a girl
my friend undone
get lost in pun
I love you not ‘cause
you’re a boy
you love me not ‘cause
I’m a girl
your fingertips
are bluish and cold
my wings are spread when
yours are clipped

I string my fence
with barbed wire
my common sense
burns in your pyre
your death pretended
to be cloth
extended
now we’re both
covered

you seem alive
but you’re not alive
my friend from grave
abused but saved
I love you not ‘cause
I’m a girl
you love me not ‘cause
you’re a boy
this pure morning is
full of joy
instead of petting
it is burning

I think you’re mine
but you’re not mine
my friend indeed
entwined with weeds
I feel like boy
I love like girl
you feel like girl
you fall like boy
we live in order
to destroy
we breed it all
to murder

MY REMEDY (to Trent Reznor)

the music of my heart my pulse my skin
you always go but never reach me
it looks like nightmare looks like sin
there’s so much things that you can teach me

self-deception
grinding
wailing
grating on my ears
black wet hair
and teeth
I’m flying
failing
falling
far away beneath
this moon is
watching you
through trees
and stretching
loving hands
in fear to you
darkness scratching
shoulders with
long white fingers
with chalk and soot
you’d better kill
your god
and smash in smithereens
the dust on windowsill
your music is the drill
in my forehead
it thrills
and then it always kills
but anyway
it heals

DEJECTION-INJECTION (I am the girlfriend of the dope fiend)

…2, 3, 4 a.m.
I was I am I am I am I am…

I am the girlfriend of the dope fiend
we wait for death or for the second wind
I’ve seen the ashtrays full of you
I can’t believe that it is true
I am the girlfriend of the dope fiend

I am the girlfriend of the dope fiend
we wait for death or for the second wind
I’ve seen your inner world of pain
all in vein and all in vain
we wait for death or for the second wind

I am the girlfriend of the dope fiend
we wait for death or for the second wind
monsters in your head monsters in your bed
still there’s no one to cut the thread
I am the girlfriend of the dope fiend

do what your please
bury yourself alive
I nevermind
that your brain becomes all atrophied
suite of rooms
walls impending
we are doomed
I’ve cursed those days we’re spending

super breakup
always comes
without make-up
when you wake up
feeling numb
you have blood
on your arms
you feel time
bleeding on
super breakup
always comes
without make-up
when you wake up
in the dumps
being all thumbs
plug plumb
and drums sound
bleeding on
in your head

god’s blood god’s perfection
what’s the use of being question
is just a question of perception
self-degeneracy and self-expression
it’s just two poles of one existence
nearby or in the distance
there is no difference
when you hear the question
from your heart – condemned cell
will be God’s reflection
so divine as God himself?
you can see it for yourself
‘cause you know the shortest way
to hell