We built something with nothing
A house where even the dead could not live
Our yard and flowers, they perished
Maybe we should have made something between the weeds,
for they will live forever
They will grow and make their home
between the ruins of us

The annihilation of us, we should mourn
But when the death of love
Showed up at our door, we just said welcome
And left the door wide open
-without hesitation
Maybe we just knew it too well
Or maybe we just didn’t know at all

Between then and now, I have died every day
Trying to recreate, trying to mend
But it wasn’t enough, it never will be
We’re different from what we thought
Made out of delusion and vanity
Nevertheless, we have learned to love

Oude kasten
Ze vergaan niet
Wormen vreten
Vocht likt
Kinderen spelen
Maar vergeet het

Gemaakt om te dienen
En dienen zullen ze
Als soldaten hun vaderland
Gewond en versleten
Hun verhaal eeuwig
In hout geschreven

Oude kasten,
Ze vergaan echt niet.

Ik heb gevochten
Tegen het licht
Als een stervende
Met een bloedsteek

Ik heb gehuild
Tegen het onrecht
En tekende krassen
Met bot metaal

Ik heb gebloed
In de stilte
En brak liefde
In mijn hart

Ik voel de pijn
Alleen in eeuwigheid
Want
iedereen
sterft
alleen

Geboren met mijn moeder
Geleefd met mezelf
En met die ene persoon
-die dicht kwam-
als een verwrongen spiegelbeeld
Wetend dat ik het ben, maar anders.

Of misschien was eenzaamheid
in de holtes van liefde
Het meeste alleen

Egoïsme is je vader

Kwelling je moeder

Een kind van gebroed

Als van een lege oceaan

Met stormen –

die jouw naam dragen

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De dijken zullen breken,

zand zal overspoelen

Destructie is nooit ver weg

Voor kinderen van gebroed

Uit leeggepikte eieren

We don’t know her, but I already know
You’re going to meet, very innocent
Not like we did
But something will click
Maybe not from the beginning
Maybe only when the music will start playing
Maybe when you find out,
that you want to know her
the way you already know me

I have seen girls like her before -and I have seen you looking at girls like her before

Those wild volcanos, hurt but ready to burst
reaching deep as if they have no ending
and they don’t, because you will find yourself lost in her

A beautiful seashell in the desert

I already know, how this is going to end
Because I know you well
You will kiss her tattooed skin
and her black lipstick
and mine never again.

And I will tell you, that I had know from way before

That our time was over

I used to laugh at them,
Those Othello girls
Smeared make-up on their cheeks
They never killed a man
They only killed themselves, with jalousy
-and not being able to leave

I used to pitty them
Those poor Othello girls
Stuck in a pattern because they believe in a love (that lives only in their head)
While infidelity is always at their doorstep

I used to question them
Why not leave? Why not go and seek what you really need?
But they stay and they weep and still manage to love.
To love and to hate.

I used to
Now I wonder
How it got to me

Ik zie haar elke dag
Telkens, lijkt ze verder
Ogen holler
Lijnen roder
Wallen dieper
Een stap naar achter
wanneer ik naar haar reik
   
Is het angst of verwijt?
Wat ik zie,
in dat stilstaand oppervlak,
een leeg huis
van een ziel
Waar ooit een mooi meisje woonde

The shadows crept away

Behind it; the night

The sun will never rise,

Upon the land of the dreamer

Who lost, his dreams

forgotten, or worse

Abandoned

   

Wandering lonely

Above; a billion stars

Which a dreamer,

would once try to count

Unsighted, he sees

Only what lays beneath

Oblivious, for beauty and

happiness

  

Ahead; a still land

Darkness will reign,

the land of typhlosis

Suffering, he surrenders

Existing, among the dead

the dreamer dreams

Forever

And just like that
The clouds stopped; they looked at me
Wondering what was wrong, as if they already knew
But the branches kept moving; they didn’t care
It reminded me of you

Move on! Move on!
I felt ashamed
I didn’t want them to see
The red in my eyes
The knives in my heart

As I looked at them again, they were gone
And they took a piece
From deep within me
Made it my pain
Made it thin as air
And then took it with them

And made it rain

And so, I realized, nature,
Is like a caring mother