Kızılırmak – Günün İlk Işığı

“Self-Destructive Pattern” Feel the tension of rejection Bleach it out with the therapy The confusion and seclusion Turns it into my deformity Never trusted, maladjusted I’ve become my own worst enemy The aggravation in my fixation Keeps it all controlled inside of me See it all collapsing, it’s all around me This condition is killing…

Howl like a wolf And a witch will open the door Follow me and meet our high priestess Come, come into my coven And become Lucifer’s child Undress until you’re naked And put on this white coat Take this white cross and go to the middle of the ring Come, come into my coven And…

Well I can tolerate most folk And a few folk tolerate me But I know a girl A very special girl Who thinks I’m twenty three And when she grows up She says she’s gonna marry me. We go up the ladders And down the snakes Pol That’s four so you go up a ladder…

I come from nowhere I was nowhere bound never once believed this was my restin’ ground but somewhere between here and that rest I heard ya callin’ my name All for this, I have traveled All for this, I have roamed All for this, I have stumbled All for this, I will carry you home…

I’m so bored of little gods While standing on the edge of something large While standing here, so close to You We could be consumed What a glorious day I give up, I lay down Rest my face upon this ground Lift my eyes to Your sky Rid my heart of all I hide So…

Rüzgarsız, bulutsuz Yelkensiz, umutsuz Dümensiz, nedensiz Geliversem olmaz mı? Uçsuz, bucaksız Adasız, limansız İnsansız, imkansız Geliversem olmaz mı? Delice düşünceli tutup kendi elimi Bir küçük çocuk gibi geliversem olmaz mı? Olmaz mı? Bir denli densiz Nedenli, nedensiz Kararsız, zararsız Geliversem olmaz mı? Dalgalı, sevdalı Lodoslu, poyrazlı Bir kışlı, bir yazlı Geliversem olmaz mı? Delice düşünceli…