so dark in your fairy tales,
masks on mask but where your eyes?
drugs drags your prostrate mind,
gray sight on perfect world,
you don't belong here.
your fattened Fabler finished writing your story
you yourself created fire
you don't belong here.
Alice, Alice,
this is not your world,
your rabbit torn to pieces
but knight is not waiting you,
Alice.
you collect dolls by piecemeal,
step by step approaching to fright,
struggle for the kingdom it's your habit,
please say to me why you living for?
what everybody looking for?
your fattened Fabler finished writing your story.
über den Tod.
über den Krieg.
über den delicious fight.
therethrough
across the light
you'll never be alright
burn the portraits
your world is coal,
you'll never be alright
so
burn.