A year, a half, a haunted hunted beast
pursued by spectres of most stupid affection
With folded hands we dived into the miry pit
Abduction, addiction, you stole me to the skies
And 'though you never loosened hold
I fell through voided nights back and forth
Behind a bridal veil of guilt
The stars of elder choices evanesce
And I bow....
Afraid of emptiness...
I sink
into
your void
One last wish
I can spare now -
TEACH ME HOW TO SLEEP
The claws of stagnancy cramp tightly
and even more, the further you refrain
In restlessness between the sheets
A famine that cannot be escaped alone - -
Down, down, further down the hostile cavern
That, with immemorial security,
seemed to sweep away the fear of nights
and life, and love, and love for love itself
„The drug with a body“, a shape of perfection,
the frayed ends of neurons set ablaze
A painful skin overstretched on whetted bones
Scissures appear in clandestine suffering.
And I bow
before your grace.
Endow me a dream.
The ache of wishes
subordinates the drive of want
when in coldest isolation;
stitch upon stitch,
the ritual of cyclic deconstruction
is fulfilled; a feast for the mind's I.
Until the tumor
of utmost vanity
spread through each limb, poisoned all cells
And I, dispersed
in ghastly vapour
my hunger not allayed
In constant fear of struggling through
eternally recurrent monologues
Replacement of the vicious unembodied! -
TEACH ME HOW TO SLEEP
And the worst part of it all
was to survive this winter without you.
Starved I fall.
credits
from A Wake For Those Asleep,
released February 7, 2022
Lyrics by Johannes Werner
Music by Johannes Werner, Rasmus Korn and Mental Disease