Patrick Rabe
Fish breaking silence (Drowning home)
Help me, Lord God, I'm a dark one...
Now, that I'm learning to see...
I'm gonna worship a black sun,
but it's the one, made for me.
I find my way through the briar,
I am his beloved bright rose...
there is no hell, there's no fire,
but a deep darkened overdose.
Queen in the doorway, move over,
give me the kicks for tonight...
The Band playing "Crimson an clover",
a pilgrim's in search for the light.
I don't fall anymore, I am walking,
I am held by the flame, that's within...
Underwater the fishes are talking,
grace makes me a fish that can swim...
Satanic shadow of violence...
God is still breaking the spell...
Fishes unbound from their silence,
revealing the ocean of hell.
God is still breaking the spell...
Fishes unbound from their silence,
revealing the ocean of hell.
© by Patrick Rabe
13.11. 2017, Hamburg.
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