Hello you world, know at last,
I’m a sinner, ’cause I let you like you are.
Will to life makes no difference to me,
Mislayed is all my strength.

It is too much, it’s to survive,
The aim is gloom, who will arrive
In polar land? And all my friends
Are painting black shady characters
In gloomy colors, with their shadows …
Crucifixes could make them understand!

I’m a sinner, I’m a coward:
hurting pink rabbits until they bleed,
Going violently, acting with a complete lack
Of conscience - that’s all, that’s really all I did.

Today I’m the rabbit and hunted my skin.
Voluntarily I’ll carry my body under the fragrant cross.
This time I won’t be the weeping victim,
Maybe my death will take a sign

… but I think, it will change nothing
and will change nobodies life.

15/Jan/2007, 01:39 Uhr , Aim of Gloom, Gedichte, Gedichte 1995-1997 ,