eashing the brightest shadow of all times

In the street
metallic streams wash the concrete shores
Gaia is wet and sick
but she doesn't care anymore

Hair sticks to her face as she screams
being absorbed by colours

Now she's the brightest one of all
but no one's there to see)

["The Total Orchestra" half]

a noise is released; high-pitched
voices, the rumbling of tin and
machines, devilish decibels

open my eyes, see what I expected; red
melted plastic, yellow neon, pompous sunset over Lucky Beach

when everything abates at last
the universal glue cements wrong
to true, keeps
the tongues in place
the weightlessness from life
the total orchestra concluded


2. Speed Increased To Scaffold

A sotto voice sang for the soprano singer
Whose tyrannical arais won't cease to linger
Bob's out there none of us play cool
Classmates in a haunted school
Agent Dale Cooper won't take you any higher
C'mon li'l boy 'n play with the fire
Surrounded by the presence of the absent teacher
Both knowing silence as the music of the future
Surrendered at the sepent's burning gates of fear
If you think that this is hell the truth's in there
The world situation calls for evacuation
We wait in the dark for the next ejaculation
Your black fingernails clasp the candelabra
Turn the light on I see the abracadabra
Naomi does the catwalk even when it snows
Male photographers so envious it shows
The stage their temple their trampoline to trance
Trampled and turned by the transvestite's dance
It isn't Naomi it's the Marlboro Man
If you want to run I understand
The night dies on a daily basis
The solar orbit doesn't disturb my ekstasis
Searching for knowledge in the spirit of Tintin
Alone on a plain with Plato and Plotin
My forehead bronzed by the Lamborghini moon
I'm out of my night tomorrow at noon
Lead the suntan astray kick the cancer away
I'll kill my ego on a hidden highway
Invoke the big silence on this small disc
Trespasser listener on your own risk
Outside of our chords and choirs of the sublime
Reality is nothing but a heartbeat in time
Outside of the bass and the blitzing blastbeat
A massive vacuum whose ambition's complete
All-sound without sound booming all around
All-sound without sound booming all around
Enjoy the years of work in these minutes of movement
You evolve in our improvement
With a linear scaffold still to fulfill
I exercise a style of radical will
Accelerate the ratioplane past the sound barrier
To accomplish the bang the whole of my career
Masculine motorcar technowork sublime
Be beaten or compete this is the last heat
The Tiger Sky's jaws break the neck of time
Speed increased to scaffold
Silence be complete


3. CK II Chanel No.6

Come to me through the channels of the soul
Pantheon of designer rock 'n' roll
The war broke out in the back of my head
No victims but several dead

Clear the lounge furnished with skulls
Put out my heart and replace it with pulse
Love is the glue of our fragmentary nature
Highly compatible with winner culture

Marx in the red corner, Machiavelli in the blue
Equality asked for knock-out and got it too
The police shield and the ares-licking swan
System run by N. Selection & Son

Charles Darwin I don't want to be rude
But the panic-stricken herd trade their necks for food
Ladykillers maneaters fight about the roadmaps
Predators chase prey from mobile death traps

Coco Chanel - welcome to hell
Let me out of my prison cell
I bring you hot towels and flamboyant oils
I'm a cat stuck between transparent doors

Prometheus chained I wait for the eagle
To peck out my liver through the bullet-proof glass
Survival of the fittest suits me fine
The truth as it was told to me by Calvin Klein


4. Proprietors Of Red

The world is my will and I will a cigar
A coronas corona creation of sound
Cedar matchsticks light the best Cuban brand
Hiroshima hides in this fat Havana
A motion picture to rewind and master
The director died in a Nietzschean crash
Franco-American power premiиre
CK II Chanel no. 6
Compact disc cinema constructed for passion propaganda
Across the wide screen
Proprietors of Red prepare the cigar
The black car slid through the dust on its aluminum belly
The snake granted them the power from an unexpected eagle
C&K clad the continents in haute culture
The clothes are worn out it's time to undress
A scene in fast motion The New Timelessness
Some Tom Cruise crosses the landing ground
His last cigarette before changing history
The pilot climbs into the Priapus cockpit
Uncle Unkind's got something to deliver
A ready-made rainfall of still going drops
Compact disk cinema constructed for passion propaganda
Across the wide screen
Propietors of Red prepare the Big Boy
Let's inhale the Big Bang
Some billion years in one single breath

If you want to be to Omniopolis
what God was to Sodoma

Open this


5. A Motion Picture

[Instrumental]


6. Omnipolis

Ils se sont rencontrйs dans un cabaret dans l'air
Situй central dans la technosphere
55AH a cherchй de l'amour artificiel
le bordel cosmique lui a donnй une demoiselle

Libertй Egalitй Fraternitй
Le sexe n'existe plus, la peur l'a remplacй
Libertй Egalitй
Dans le nouvel йtat d'Omnipolis

Une mйmoire d'un bateau a voile
Illumine les amants aprиs l'accident gйnйral
Je t'ai vu dans une autre vie
M'appelle 55AH tu t'appelles Ma Fille
Pour elle il n'йtait qu'une affaire artificielle
Au prochain mon amour intemporel!

Nй dans une famille zйroparentale
Enfant d'une sexualitй monomentale
Se souvenir de l'йtat national
Peine capitale зa faisait mal
Jadis on subissait l'Europolice
Dans le nouvel йtat d'Omnipolis

Le terme pйjoratif d'europйenne
Remplacera celui de lesbienne

Je t'ai vu dans une autre vie
M'appelle 55AH tu t'appelles Ma Fille
Pour elle il n'йtait qu'une affaire artificielle
Au prochain mon amour intemporel!


7. Backpaka Baba

Crime's the other side of what's right
Baba lives on the wrong side of the earth
On a plain flat planet he would've been white
Nobleman by name aristocrat by birth

Selling shades on the beach by daily routine
Matches the irony of your Western magazine
Papayabananacakecoconutjuice!
Baby with the basket pushes fruits and news

While man came across the sea
To change my under-developed diaper
White man came across the sea
To wipe my ass with tabloid paper

I'm a passionate man help me first
Ease my hunger quench my thirst
Can you see yourself devoured
I'll do anything to stay empowered

Part of him feels like some new kind of Noah
But all he can carry is some hectograms of Goa
Big Mother Ocean shut the stereo down
He travelled to listen not to see

On Arambol Beach his guitar will soon sound
When the last black man's crossed the sea
His earth turned flat his passport photo black
Backpacker Baba's never coming back


8. Third Person Plural

Ambassador on earth Mr. Stardust
Frrls somewhat lost on his quest for the lust
Debonair diplomat seeks uninhibited space
Out of the million city a peaceful face

It's a man's garage the parts lie on the floor
The mystic rebuilt the car the mechanic hit the door
Humiliated father lover friend
So many names for the Children of the End

Where have all the women gone
Through time through space humanity be one
The on-going fight between mine and yours
Transhistorial cause of all wars

The Golden Gun judges Bond judges Mr. M
I judge you s/he judges them
Where you can't find humility you won't find me
From the room of reflection staring at the sea

Show the sole of your shoe to a Muhammadan
He'll wish you off to Satanistan
Thus as a good Christian Catholic or Jew
Say thankyah very much I've got something for you

Your mother's a goal she cries for every ball
Ramming past the poles her cunt the local mall
Everybody's welcome to her Disneyland of vice
Twice as many visitors and half the price

At the age of twelve she got addicted to cock
The advanced to a musem digging dinosaur rock
Turned to audition for Jurassic Park
Kidnapped Mr. Rex and disappeared in the dark

Governed by a nation whose language I don't know
Where have all the women gone?
Through time through space humanity be one
Break the row fly above then chech below


9. 04.34 PM

Metallic bugs crawl violently through life
as grey noise rapes the red air

an artificial pulse

One gaping breath's a metallic dream
The city's kiss is a feverish scream

Just close your eyelids
- it will strengthen the explosion in your mind


10. The New Timelessness

Proprietors of Red and Priests against Prozac
Propose one hour of messainic mozart
Wolfgang Amadeus a.k.a. Muzak
Got himself a VISA and went wild in the popmart
The 23rd player thrashing the rest of his team
Flashed his ability to discard the mainstream
Largo to presto he grieves the accelerando's finite
Headphones on tight more beats per minute
Stepping on his watch enters the state of Freedia
Fucking the hostility inherent in the media
From chronological to kairological
Measure of the linear time unjustly installed
as the distinguo between work and pleasure
Serial time personal sublime
Immortalizing the point on the time
That's meandered in a circle
The revolution of all the small parts that constitute the cosmos
in which you speed for a paradise
moving just ahead but slightly faster
Middle-aged monster get out of here!
Cyclical patterns don't fit your square ear
Sensing so slowly you mistake the Sunset of Sole
For the longed-for legendary sunrise of old
Your sexist ratio pervades the hearts
Your racist sexio misinterprets the arts
Decay's seized your sensorial protection
The only thing evil's your own perception
We rest on day seven
On day eight we blast heaven


11. Cosmophony

[album's 2007 re-issue track]

The kiss disappeared and came back as a split
Phantom that inhabits my stomach
Dance as my limbs are playing
Your first imitation is born
An echo without source
Longing for McDonald’s compassion
Ducklings follow their mother
Fried or alive
The sexual law
The chopped snake
Sensuality is Sanskrit for the few
The colour we fear
Bitten by the colour we believe
Biting back
The big rhythm appears
Grooving further into the eternal grey
Open the knowledge
Falls to the ground like a mirror
What we gather
What we save
Lose stretch strive
Searching for will in a part of the Will
The cosmophony continues in these
The brain remains behind virgin walls
Come
My hooks are hereby thrown
Skin burst flesh torn
Faith of my fathers
Your son bleeds
Bashed in the propellers’ protected room
Where dreams are drowned in woollen empathy
And unfathomable fingers interpret the sea
Dream my world with open eyes
My doubt blinded by a radiant throne
Abnormal Living
Take your seat
I’m not small
I don’t feel ashamed
I believe my essence is pure
In the name of the Will
In the name of the Power
The split has disappeared and come back as a kiss