Woorden: Nico Liebe. Depsychling (A Poetical Adventure). Life - Sense – Death.

Picture your hell in a boat on a river
rockin? down the stream
and you will find out that all you can think of
is just a sad dream

that?s fuckin? true
and pleased not to boo
a crack in the eye
forced a cleared face to cry:
I?ve planned too hard to live

you see in the eye is silence
you see in the sigh is violence
you see in the sky its quiet dance

liquored poor cells and a road to deliver
shockin? frowns and beams
and you kill blind doubts that fall through a stink of
piss, lust and mad gleam

that?s nothin? new
at least not to you
the black in the sky
caused a weird race to try
life and to start to live

you see in the eye its bright glance
you see in the sigh its light trance
you see in the sky its wide sense

sick or cured well, it?s a thought and a shiver
fuckin? ?round the scene

getting so extreme
just a sad dream

figure your shell
just a sad dream
be quick or your hell?
just a sad dream
a wreck in the sigh
sourced a feared place from lies