Testo Epilogue I, II

It´s a game of words It´s a game of presumptions It´s like one step to love and hate It´s an angel of pain It´s an angel of lust It´s like the end The same as always So proud and unreal ***I felt a clearing in my mind As if my brain has split I tried to watch it seam by seam But could not make them fit The thought behind before But sequence Ravelled out of reach The thought behind before Like balls upon a floor...*** Truths from the world of lies Drive us to dying Only in extremity So...Rights... This world in which we loose our life Has its rights which we never understand I can´t live that way anymore This is a holy way to hell