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Sanat - Hypofunktion

Interim Report

almost learning to cope with it
nobody should be asked to handle this (kind of trip)
before the lenders of empathy
the mind recoils in delusions combined with..

but, you donīt give fuck about it

which is getting to me
oh, giving in for the fear
the spending time is here
of intolerable melodies

call it as last recall of doom
while the flowers of hate,
they`re still in bloom

a minute span of concentration
consume the vibrations
and you`re recognizing yourself
behaving this terrible way;
self-illuminated tragedy

but, you don`t fret for it
I donīt give fuck about it

call it as last recall of doom
while the flowers of hate,
they`re still in bloom

protect our precious bodily fluids
the loss of life-essence due to it
conspiracy of malice, a symptom of weakness
what are the priorities in these days?
maximize profits with ease
nevermind, unforgivable vanities?
at least the shareholder smiles

please forgive us all
condemned to live
among us, half-wits

The Lost Species

I am so elated to see
there`s no way out (out, no)
at least now I realize
what could have been
then again,

it`s time to let all go by
itīs time to let beatings begin
now, they think it is all divine
still crippled by self-contempt

the affection for my muse
is too strong to let me
leave all that was new
now nothing compares
nothing will

same old songs, same old songs
that you make me hear until I really bleed
the same old song, same old song is that
you`re never ready to break free

make me safe from all that`s you
before I fade into
now it`s time for me to deny
deny all of you

Sincerely Yours

all this profanity in vain
being wicked in subtle ways
doped with discreet snideness
beneath the shiny surface
how lucky we are
bathing in your halo

getting tired of smooth talk
oh, yeah
found out that is all
so swell
wide grinned submission
and with agreement just asking for more

freaking out
far too long
until out cold
can`t get off

only solitary existance now
smiling at you when you are breaking down
the more I truly care
the less there is to share

asleep with no need to hear
the rain as it falls like fake tears
enough of the cold cracks of dawn
when the hope becomes all
but merely the vomit reveals
something deeply pure in this
something deeply impure in this

still i smile
still i smile
still i`m not
for no more

only solitary
smiling at you glibly

only existance now
smiling while breaking down
scent of deception creeping up

only solitary anticipation now
sweet scent of self-deception creeping up
the further I may head
the less I really care

Dogmatic Substances

in the earthly womb
in this circus we`re in
as above, so below
scars upon, stars within

they all scream so loud
now ventilate it out
until we are no more, like it should be
they all scream too loud
now ventilate it out
until we are no more
and failing to see,

the fact that no one here
really gives a fuck about it
oh, precious irony
failing to see, you and me

"stars upon and scars within"
"soothing sundays, truth will win"

alone we walk
alone we fade
down the fall
along the stream
I`ll never see a sun like this

oh, no matter what, and no matter how
It`s here today!, plain stupidity
what difference it would make?
all the glitter and fame
whatever!, no matter, well, anymore

inside of mind, there`s no one here
a tear in the way it should be
just play along all the time
pretend a sane for a while
grace redeems all our sins

"soothing sundays, truth will win"
"grace redeems all our sins"

hands off it
-now, scream all free
skin deep hate
-swell feelings
pitch black fate
-take this shit..

Blueprints

the liquid in yours,
and morning sores his
cause one was like only, as you
it will be too, cool to life for
making us lie, tiring us down
that`s such a bore

at least you`re inside
and time is running out (don`t you see that?)
and it will all be fine
craving the ravings
the fuel has burned out and we
left it wither away

what`s left of the blueprints?
enough of the cold handshakes
what`s left of the blueprints?
no room for a one mistake

still it flows so hard
as it would be desired
when the lights go dim
the time to share some pain
and it numbs me
the pale vision is
all there is to sense