Heart of Life - Marching Church

In the silence

Revelations come forward

In the absent word

In the silence

In the violence

Adrenaline is rushing

Through the veins of swinging arms

In the violence

Oh my brothers

Catch me when I fall again

I’m always tripping when it rains

My brothers

Oh my sisters

Kiss me on the cheek and say

I still love you, besides your ways

My sisters

I stand a reject at the heart of life

Carving through concrete with a butter knife

A colossal outbreak of clamour surrounds me

Various rhythms and tempos are as if fighting against each other

Bragging voices melts into the stream

The river at the heart of life, honey

And all the while it feels as if the light of the moon is following me

Like a spotlight in some bizarre theatre of loneliness

Fist-fucked by destiny, I’m positioned like a beggar

At the heart of life, sugar

My delusions

The treasures of a mislead life

Vaguely resemble paradise

At times

In the wilderness

Direction is lost

While discovery tears its new visions

In the wild

Oh my brothers

Catch me when I fall again

I’m always tripping when it rains

My brothers

Oh my sisters

Kiss me on the cheek and say

I still love you, besides your ways

My sisters

I stand a reject at the heart of life

Carving through concrete with a butter knife

Everything seems to have lead up to this

But that’s of course always the case, yet a matter of realising

When one can’t belong, one feels the urge to ruin

At the heart of life, baby

And all the while it feels as if the light of the moon is following me

Like a spotlight in some bizarre theatre of loneliness

Fist-fucked by destiny, I’m positioned like a beggar

At the heart of life, sugar