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LYRICS - RE-UNION

Your master is calling

My sister's calling with her lovely spell
Her endless passions mean a greatful hell
I'm waving gently to another world
I need her kisses although it hurts

My master is calling - she is calling

She stays my hunger with a burning meal
And I feel shelter in her bloody sea
I call her devil and I call her God
She cures my soul while my senses rot

My master's calling - she is calling

I'm burned by love the heart of earth
While preachers announce he end of the world
A carnal love in the dead of night
My heaven's hell from the other side

My master's calling

© 1988 Fun Factory! Musikverlag
Music & Words: Mic Jogwer

 

Walking On both sides

I don't know I thing outside
suffering endless through my life
I've seen too much I'm all alone

Who likes to sit around and wait
but to act that means to fail
All I ever thought was wrong

Damn the madness of my pride
the price I paid was much too high
My dreams became reality

Cause I'm walking on both sides

Much more real than my life
I am caged by thick ice
Makes me gloomy and morose

Why I dared to go so far
lost my strength and lost my heart
I've to stay somewhere between

Cause I'm walking on both sides

Can't escape reality
always travelling in my dreams
Nothing I could take for true
How should I know whether I love you
whether I love you

I'm walking on both sides

© 1987 Fun Factory! Musikverlag
Music & Words: Mic Jogwer

 

Suicide Day

I'm the one outside
Now you can see me face to face
If I didn't love me
Life wouldn't consist of this tide
Terrible meaningless
Have to pay too dearly for this
Getting all what fate reserves
Playing Don Quixote often enough
Ha. Ha. Welcome to suicide day

How I had come to this
Call me beast, call me brute
Beginning was a child's dream
The end becomes a bitter fate
Ha. Ha. Welcome to suicide day

What I'd do for incarnation
In the end there's no doom
Keeping madness, isolation
All's just nothing anymore
Ha. Ha. Welcome to suicide day

© 1989 Fun Factory! Musikverlag
Music & Words: Mic Jogwer

 

Seven Years

Wait till the signs are right
cause I've nowhere to go
believe in nature's law
tears are scalding my face

It's seven years
I'm waiting for life
it's seven years
I'm dying alive

Wherever life withdraws
red death and rot will move in
eyes of stupid hate
the devil takes the hindmost

Don't give a damn
while I laugh at myself
don't give a damn to the words of a whore

It's seven years

Tell me which way I'll go and why and where or what
I belong to the earth
it's fine to have a life Away with all tonight
I cannot
I cannot

Everything comes alright
it comes in due due time
I'm waiting for life to bring love again
The craving is gone
there ain't a thing else
cause this is the past
the corpses stink all

It's seven years
I'm sleeping on couches and apartments of friends
unable to work
unable to sleep
The worst of the lot
the worst of the lot
I slowly rot
I slowly rot I'm face to face to the absolute
The bleeding wound that never heals
Nothing but a dead thing like the moon
Just tell me a lie
tell me a lie

It's seven years
It's seven years
I hate you

© 1991 Arabella Musikverlag
Music & Words: Mic Jogwer

 

Catholic Sunday

And now I'm happy willing to die
but still fond of my life
this is a symbol for taking up my cross I had such confidence in myself that day
This is art of war
I'll undoubtely be burned alive
failure makes things seem stupid
That is what I have come to
watch your heart being torn
Without staying to look behind
I'm a scoundrel ain't I?
Sucking your life blood
you shall live eternally
In my heart
I say.

It was the wound to my pride that made me fall ill
I was upon the point of killing myself a time
I like to suffer that's my role
you say
I'm going to run away
I'm going to run away

On Catholic Sunday

Watching my heart being torn
yes I wanted your tears
Watching you all the night
I'm running home now
Your eyes will follow me to the end of earth
Among the ruins
engaged at seeing my own blood flow
I'm not able to control my mind
Have been getting too full of bile
as most people do their first love
Collection of false maxims and dull commonplace
time has come to unravel the know
A clean break
I thought you had died
Is there really to find such strength in your will to live that life
Despite your melancholic eyes
there's something wrong
inside
oh what a vile

On Catholic Sunday

© 1991 Arabella Musikverlag
Music & Words: Mic Jogwer

 

Pressurized

Search for soul in soullessness
A desperate memory of it all
Kicking against that sort of thing
How can I feel pressurized

Feeling I know what to expect
Some awfully deranged stuff in there
How exciting a life you lead
It flatters me sometimes

Feel pressurized

Pale blue eyes, tears of mirth
I'm not going to run away
Obsessed irresponsibility
Getting madder, falling to pieces

Feel pressurized

© 1992 Arabella Musikverlag
Music & Words: Mic Jogwer

 

I Coldly Stare Out

Comes a time, comes a shadow
Comes a devil, calls your name
Can't you hear his echoing paces
Cold fingers point on you
Icy sounds cry into the night
Just a puppet in their play
A lonesome king calls his lonely crowd
Calls you home into decay

I coldly stare out to the sky

Someone's waiting someone smiles
Try to hide, try to turn away
You've got no chance to save your health
No chance to end up that old game

I coldly stare out to the sky

No time to pray a farewell, farewell
Another day, another life
A broken mirror cuts your face
Relentless words are driving mad

I coldly stare out to the sky

© 1987 Fun Factory! Musikverlag
Music & Words: Tom Elbern / Mic Jogwer

 

Michelle

Days and nights
Me beast astray finds no home
Such shock of awakening
Saw the things I haven't seen before
Accept that greeting from another
You've to stand and to pay for my crime
A fiendish delight in torture
Can you've breath and face it once more

Beyond all this madness
I have come to a very right place
What makes me to deny myself
Nothing seems more worthless

Wake up tonight
tonight Michelle, Michelle

Tears of wounded dignity
No opponent, you play against game
Never far from nightmare
Reality runs far far away

Wake up tonight
tonight Michelle, Michelle

© 1989 Fun Factory! Musikverlag
Music & Words: Mic Jogwer

 

Moon
(I named her moon and she was dead)

My queen of this side shakes off the dust of her nature
Although she knows the fisher of man
it's mean
Oh queen of south
superficial play of a shallow
Deeper and stronger below defects of our time
Immortals are warned since generations
Joy and pleasure - we've been able to leave it behind

So long, So long.

Farewell celebrations are over.
An evil man brings forth his ideas

So long.
So long. That feeling of decay lost its meaning
And sex can't make me love you again
Those overtaken finally break free
Tell I name her moon
Tell I name her moon
Say I do. Name her moon
Say I call her moon

Call her moon
She ... She's dead

© 1989 Fun Factory! Musikverlag
Music & Words: Marcus Giltjes / Mic Jogwer

 

If Two Worlds Kiss

Lost somewhere in paradise
A lonesome king feels cold at night
A dreamy shadow memory
A wild desire I'm loving you
The hate I felt was never true
Impulses I can't understand

Lighted by your true blue eyes
I always knew I's telling lies
Waiting always everywhere
Love is changing all my life
Destined to make me laugh and cry
Despair has settled over me

If two worlds kiss

A kind of change is going on
The Gods have fallen, my safety's gone
Who gains the world I lost my soul
Restless eyes some pleasant smiles
I'm burdened for the rest of life
Enough to tell the definite truth

If two worlds kiss

© 1987 Fun Factory! Musikverlag
Music & Words: Mic Jogwer

 

Missing You

It could be in Moscow
it could be in France
It could be somewhere
when I'm lost in a dance
I could win a horse
I could win a car
I would drive it to you
cause it isn't so far

I'm missing you

I could be somewhere
lost in the rain
I could have umbrellas
but it is all the same
Stagger on buildings and I hear you call
I hold myself tight
then I would not fall

I'm missing you

© 1987 Fun Factory! Musikverlag
Music & Words: Tom Elbern / Mic Jogwer

 

The First

Bound to madness the cave of time
A nervous restless will to die
Runnung away from great world's call
I've been caged by an inside wall, inside wall

Sold myself to hypocritical ideals
Sold myself to great God currency
People say that is what's to do
I know it's death and death shines from you, from you

The sun will darken and blackness will fall
Peace to your ashes taking blame for it all
Sinking deeper into the cave of time
A change is coming a change is coming and I am the first to go

Moments of anger, the hell of despair
Memorys of age, understanding fair
Dead wise men, the enemies of truth
Knowledge is made, to kill our youth
And we are the first to go

I'm killing your lies

© 1988 Fun Factory! Musikverlag
Music & Words: Mic Jogwer

 

Touch The Skies

Passing the time of day
With a heart of desire
A wish to tyrannise
A soul that is much too tired

I think our moment's now
Look straight into my eyes
It seems the doors have opened
We're no more lost in those black skies

Touch the skies

Talk about nothing
The end seems coming near
Afraid of the darkness
A kiss of ashes I fear

A house by the graveyard
Don't know where I belong to
The insult and hatred
Goes to death with a song for you

Touch the skies

A longing from the inside
I cannot stop no more
Wasn't I master of night
Weren't demands my law

To you I'll give myself
Dancing in a million flowers
Dancing to the place I need
So be my bride
be my bride

Touch the skies

© 1988 Fun Factory! Musikverlag
Music & Words: Marcus Giltjes / Mic Jogwer

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