Void

The pillow is my friend
when I lay down my head
voice a sob, shed a tear
longing to feel you near.

Winter shades color white before your eyes
the words you speak are only lies
but tell me now the truth
do I leave a void of any kind?

I see you turn around
I hear you walking out
and I wonder why
you didn’t say goodbye.

Summer shades sooth nothing on your mind
the words you speak are only lies
but tell me now the truth
do I leave a void of any kind?

Blind faith

I warmly embraced
vilified demons
and reveled in sin.

I was lost in a blind faith
until I saw
the dogma’s origin.

Faith won’t rest, faith won’t rust
faith won’t be undone
if you blindly trust
in an almighty one.

A history misinterpreted
a believe strong and unswayed
interpreted for power and gain
in malicious and manipulative ways.

The pages of history
forever stained
while all blindly believe
how it is ordained.

So wait to believe
wait to sin
wait until you know
believe’s origin.

Before it’s too late
and you get lost in blind faith.

Façade of religion.

Religious inventions
created by man for a glimmer of hope
all to ease the fear of dying
religious ascensions
to subject others and to enslave
to rise above by lying
religious intentions
to have a license to kill in the name of a god
to murder or to die trying.

Rise heathens and pagans
rise and unveil
the façade of religion
before it prevails.

The desire to die is much stronger
than all the desire for all of your lives
there is no escaping it now
only the true faith survives.

Peace of mind

She needs a face, she needs a fate
she’s searching but she cannot find
she needs a truth, she needs freedom
she needs a peace of mind.

She can't forgive, nor forget the past
she cannot feel but hurt
she needs to get up on her feet
and take her face out of the dirt.

She needs to conquer all her past
she needs some penance to begin
she needs to open heart and soul
and look from deep within.

She needs help, she needs a light
only then will she find
forgiveness for all past sins
and a peace of mind.

Fall

You have an alibi standing by
for all your deficiences
you do not face your negligence
your weakness shows
you are fooling yourself.

You are blind from all succes
deaf from all the praise
heavy from all the excess
it will bring you to your knees
you are hurting yourself.

You cry out in self pity
you feel insecure
you can never hide
you can never fight
you are killing yourself.

You have nothing
where you wanted it all
the pride is chasing you
you are running for a fall.

Crusade

You dig in desecrated graves
for a force of will to force upon me
there is no more innocence to spill
and a grave digger is all you’ll ever be.

Unless you join what I have made
you honour me, I’ll set you free
if you join me in the last crusade.

You’re too afraid to participate
and can’t get away from your crime
it’s so hard to keep your head up
when you’re falling all the time.

So give your trust and be saved
you honour me, I’ll set you free
if you join me in the last crusade.

Nothing in life comes for free
in the end you'll have to pay the price
and the time is coming near
can you hear the rolling of the dice?

The path to salvation is paved
you honour me, I’ll set you free
if you join me in the last crusade.

You stumble around in the dark
too blind to see there is light
you need to make some peace
but all you want is to fight.

So join me now, don’t be afraid
you honour me, I’ll set you free
if you join me in the last crusade.

Are you with me? Are you ready?
to taste the sweetness of the final victory?
don’t be afraid, it’s your fate
you’ll find honour and you’ll find dignity
you kill for me and I’ll set you free
in the turmoils of the last crusade.

Agony

Agony I - Existence

I am looking, I am searching
I am sure I’ve opened my eyes
But I can't see you.

I am listening, I am paying attention
I am sure I’ve opened my ears
but I can't hear you
do you still exist?

I am feeling, I am running around
I take hold of all and then let go
but I can't feel you, I can't touch you
do you really exist?

I open my mouth, my tongue stays dry
I open my mind, my thoughts ask why
I can't taste you, I can't think of you
are you real?
Do we exist at all?

Or are we just an impasse of thought?

Agony II – Point of life

An obsolete illusion
a fear for things that are not
and never could be.

A common dream
a like for same old images
a shared fantasy.

I wander in my dream
not a person, just a silhouette
there’s no point in being real
if agony is all you’ll ever get.

Why should we learn when we forget?
Why should we sin and then repent?
There is no point of life
when we all die in the end.

We over-develope our consciousness
we think too much, we meditate
and with it kill the essence of life
and all our instinct will fade away.

We don’t know how to see
we don’t know how to free
the disbelief in you and me
what we get is what we see
only agony.

What lies between hope and despair?
The point of life...
but who cares?

Agony III – Nevermore

I had a new dream
and it revealed
my mind luciditized
and wasted agony.

The self-realization
that I have to start
to travel now
and find my heart.

We can escape
the agitation
and develope
our illusion.

Come to me
come and join
and I’ll show you
life’s point.

Another day

Another day is coming closer
the clock is reaching six and twelve
I’m waiting for the dark to brighten
and I'm waiting for myself.

I'm trying to catch up to you
please don’t leave me here behind
I’m looking for a soul out there
but only darkness do I find.

Waiting for the day to break
after a disappointing yesterday
I don’t remember all I did
but I know that I will pay.

There is a lie in every truth
a thorn on every rose
but luckily the dark now brightens
another day is close.

(Sweet caress) Never existed

So sweet caress, went by fast
Your soft touch, never long to last
like a noose on the end of a rope
you entered my soul and gave me false hope.

So sweet caress, never hope to last
you left me behind all alone and aghast
I cried out loud, I screamed and hurled
in a frame of mind not of this world.

Beautiful on the outside, decayed deep within
feel like a puppet, you pulling the strings
I was devoted to a body without a soul
searching for a way to make me whole.

Imperfect feelings, futile grief
the knowledge of a useless believe
as it all went on, the love became
day in day out, the same.

A dream so real before I wake
the cold of the fire makes me shake
love was a device against all solitude
now it is just a brief interlude.

So sweet caress, change of fate
change the way before it’s too late
destroy this illusion, face up to the lie
your frantic thoughts only a condemned cry.

Always searching for that one thing
I secretly longed for that something

but it never existed.

 

06.11.2009 - Daniël Luchies