Get up, come alive
Your love will bloom to feed your rhymes
Alas, they deny
Their reign will end, they'll be defied

You gotta hit them right where it aches
For they will never know the mess they made
Your hands will drag them in
And they will never know where to begin

Your flag will rise, no time for languor
You'll bring the tide, no lies to render 
You'll tame their pride, convey your anger
Your empire will rise

Your empire

A shift will arrive
New life will dawn, the truth will bite
Some views will collide
Your eyes will breathe, their hands be tied

You gotta tell them just who they are
Yeah, you gotta provide a brand-new start
Their palaces will burn
Yeah, you gotta provide a brand-new turn

Your flag will rise, no time for languor
You'll bring the tide, no lies to render 
You'll tame their pride, convey your anger
Your empire will rise

Your empire
Rising

Empire

You weep – too low
I need – to know
The seed – you grow
I seek – to blow

You leap – the hole
I feed – the glow
You kneel – to hone
I bleed – the rose

The deep – behold
I lead – you row
Hear me

We like – to see
The hive – the greed
The life – you breathe
The high – the weak

We might – deceive
Delight – you weave
You hide – we seek
The knife – you heed

We tie – your feet 
We grind – your breed

When we took your creed apart
When we took your love away
You became another tart
Just a grief we will relay

And they won't mind

You care – to hide
The stare – the white
The air – you eye
Too fair – too light

Nowhere – to lie
You bear – the tide
Declare – to rise 
You dare – to die

We’re there – unwind 
We share – your kind 
Hear me

Come up – to me
Give off – the seed
The love – you seek
Enough – indeed 

The dove – the fleet
You shove – to see
The stuff – you need
Too rough – to be

Too tough – your meat
No love – for thee 

When we took your creed apart
When we took your love away
You became another tart
Just a grief we will relay

And they won't mind 

They drag you through the desert
Leave you to the open wide
They never ask you whether
You know the languor won't subside

Where will they look for riders?
Where will they run to?

They drop you in the ocean
Leave you to the raging sea
They watch your every motion
Will you gather what you need?

Where will they look for harbours?
Where will they float to?

Where you belong you will be found
Mind your laughter
You are
You're gonna find your feet, I know
Where they run to
They're bound to decline

You knew your ghost would find me
Take me to a place of rage
You know the way they grind me
They won't provide an honest wage

Where do they look for shelter?
Where do they drift to?

Where you belong you will be found
Mind your laughter
You are
You're gonna find your feet, I know
Where they run to
They're bound to decline

You're a train 
Built to race
Even when the skies fall down
You're a thief
Among the bold
Someone needs to take their crown

Where you belong you will be found
Mind your laughter
You are
You're gonna light up when they're done
Where they run to
They're bound to decline
 
To decline

Black Horses

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HENRY LEE /// Vocals
JAN /// Production, b-vocals & master of electronic instruments

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Once the Earth was surrounded by rings, similar to those of Saturn. This is scientifically proven. Back then Henry met Jan, or Jan met Henry, we don't really know.

The rings became a Moon, which mankind needs to survive. The Sun's significance shouldn't be underestimated either.

The tones that the SOFTPORN POETS produce go far beyond that. The last corner of the universe shall be filled with sound. Dance, silence, laughter, tears – everything's permitted.

To describe music is as impossible as dancing to architecture. “It's electro, yet it rocks” someone once correctly said. Now and then it gets quieter.

In any case passion is an essential element. The songs are supposed to move – both your feet and your soul. Get your own picture. Either way a lot of stuff will be coming at you.

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Einst war die Erde umgeben von Ringen, ähnlich denen des Saturns. Dies ist eine wissenschaftliche Tatsache. Zu jener Zeit traf Henry auf Jan, oder Jan auf Henry, man weiß es nicht mehr genau.

Die Ringe formten sich zu einem Mond, ohne den der Mensch gar nicht überlebensfähig wäre. Auch die Sonne ist in ihrer Wichtigkeit nicht zu unterschätzen.

Die Klänge, die die SOFTPORN POETS produzieren, gehen noch weit darüber hinaus. Es gilt, auch den letzten Winkel des Universums zu beschallen. Es soll getanzt, geschwiegen, gelacht und geweint werden. Alles muss erlaubt sein.

Musik zu beschreiben ist bekanntlich so unmöglich wie zu Architektur zu tanzen. „Elektro, der rockt“, wurde mal treffend gesagt. Ab und zu geht es auch ruhiger zu.

In jedem Fall ist Leidenschaft entscheidend. Die Songs sollen bewegen – sowohl das Tanzbein als auch die Seele. Macht euch selbst ein Bild. So oder so wird noch einiges auf euch zukommen.

Softporn Poets