
Date of issue: 16.01.2002
Song language: English
Beyond The Pale |
And sex was always there |
From when I was only eight years |
Tempting me leaving me thirsty |
Sweat, skin, a pulse divine |
To balance this restless mind |
It seemed so wonderfully physical |
Oh the blood, the lust |
The bodies that color the world |
All drugs to die for |
Won’t you share my fire? |
How can love make that world |
A minefield of forbidden ground? |
A map of untouchable skin |
And silenced desire? |
And love was there in vain |
Profound and deep but traced with pain |
Too early for a child of ten |
Loving the pure and sane |
He sought the goddesses unstained |
Watching them turn to flesh again |
Hungry for both the purity and sin |
Life seemed to him |
Merely like a gallery of how to be |
And he was always much more human |
Than he wished to be |
But there is a logic to his world |
If they could only see |
Wishing |
Sickened |
Ill |
Ticking |
Someone still this hunger (It's in my blood) |
Always growing stronger (Ticking) |
Budapest I’m learning |
Budapest you’re burning me |
This is not who I wanted to be |
This is not what I wanted to see |
She’s so young so why don’t I feel free |
Now that she is here |
Under me? |
Naked |
Touching |
Soft |
Clutching |
And then after all |
It lead me here to wake up again |
Seeking a love |
That might make me |
Feel free in myself but then |
It proves to be |
Something that hurts inside |
When we touch |
So I move on |
I lose my way |
Astray I’m trying too much |
To feel unchained |
To burn out this sense of feeling cold |
And every day |
I seek my prey |
Someone to taste and to hold |
I feel alive |
During the split second when they smile |
And meet my eyes |
But I could cry |
'Cause I feel broken inside |
Come and drown with me |
The undertow will sweep us away |
And you will see that I’m addicted |
To my honesty |
Trust, 'cause after all |
My sense of truth once brought me here |
But I’ve lost control |
And I don’t know if I am true to my soul |
I’ve lost control |
And I don’t know if I am true to my soul |
Losing control |
And I don’t know if I am true at all |
And we were always much more human than we wished to be |
And I remember when you said |
You’ve been under him |
I was surprised to feel such pain |
And all those years of being |
Faithful to |
You |
Despite the hunger |
Flowing through my veins |
And I have always tried to |
Calm things down |
Swallow down swallow down |
«It's just another small |
Thorn in my crown» |
But suddenly one day there was just |
Too much blood in my eyes |
And I had to take this walk down |
Remedy Lane of whens and whys |
Empty |
Licking |
Clean |
Choking |
Someone still this hunger (Possessing my mind) |
Always growing stronger (Craving) |
Budapest I’m learning |
Budapest I’m burning me |
This is not who I wanted to be |
This is not what I wanted to see |
She’s so young |
So why don’t I feel free |
Now that she’s under me |
In the morning she’s going away |
In a Budapest taxi I’ve paid |
Seeking freedom I touched the untouched |
It’s too much |
I’m beyond the pale |
Prematurity is the story |
Of both you and me |
And we were always much more human |
Than we wished to be |
Prematurity is truly the story |
Of both you and me |
And we were always much more human |
Than we wished to be |
We were always much more human than we wished to be |
We were always much more human than we wished to be |
We will always be more human than we wish to be |
We will always be so much more human than we wish to be |