let it be damned, this internal war
every day feels more sore 
than the one before
Styx Caleen in Coruscant
stranded on dystopian shore
not getting high for the lore
thru the darker night insomnia
awake 'til light, the hours bite 
the longer the sighs 
the more we know

Bix, tell me do you know why
there are wounds festering in our cores?

it helps a while, makes forget  
yeah Bix, it makes us forget:

how to live, how to smile, how to fly
shy shy shy
away from any boring TIEs
bye bye bye
to the love that in the gutter dies
cry cry cry
for it don't matter
doesn't even matter how hard we try
it won't let go
it won't let go
keep that in my mind

be with me a while, Bix
hold me tight so I can cry, Styx

we look into each other’s eyes
see all the way too many goodbyes
no peace in our hearts, they shout
until it sits in all hearts under the suns
grand is our dream of universal love
but the speeches that we give slap hard
against those concrete fucking walls

can't get out
help us
help us
we can't get out, we watch each other's
suffocating suffering souls
in all the beautiful beauti-
the beautiful beautiful
capitalist noise. 

04 Bix, it makes us forget.

some thoughts come to me 
shadow weighs a tongue
a war is never truly won
and yeah, 
we didn't get any guns
so better learn to run the Run
and yeah, 
we made it out by crazy stunt

but anxious we remain
revealing silence loudly shouts
i look at Freya...

there ain't no place we belong to
four dizzy dreaming drifters of old 

the galaxy is growing cold
systems filled with poison powder 
whom to love?  
whom to hold?
when to bolt?
whom to trust when push comes to shove?
when our pulverized homes, all dust 
they come devour?

softness pushed aside with rigour
damn it Tesh, 
                         we gotta learn to pull a trigger

they both say:
                          ain't got no time for honey dippers
but then you look at me with 
those shy brutal warrior goddess eyes
and you smile . . .
and i get (so) high . . .
makes me smile . . .
makes you high . . .
we made it out! we made it out!

finally ..

there is excitement in this thing called livin' 
when you touch my arm so firm
 mmm when you touch my arm so firm
every time i find it hard to breathe
you look away
you sense it too
have you ever felt this feelin'?

collecting nerves like it's taboo
picture perfect image on Naboo
my mind creates a honeymoon
ohh Tesh
  i shouldn't hope, i know
would like to grow beside you 
singing rebel songs
be with me thru the neverending pain
ohh i shouldn't hope, i know
but my mind creates a HoneyMoon.



02 my mind creates a HoneyMoon

we are free now
       or so we think
it's in your face 
       we spit
must be loud / 
         must be loud
                  we are no longer your grit!

like a child in terror 
like a child in terror 
like a child in terror 
like a child in terror 
    / bleeding from the heart
like a child in terror 
    / bleeding from the heart
you'd rather die with a thousand hypotheticals
                        than offend anyone?
hmmm?

(...)

say, can we stop lavishing in slavery 
(hmm?)
and live a life away from money chains ?
say, do we feel the lungs on Kessel fail
or perceive only our needs ?
say, do we see, do we see
that all the wastelands in the worlds
only ever come from riches ? 
(hmm-mm?)
do we fear, do we care
for what we leave behind our children ?

hmm-mm?

we are free now
   yeah yeah yeah
  or so we think

hmm?
     . . .


05 LUNGS ON KESSEL FAIL

Chaos im Kompressor
Chaos im Kompressor
K - K - Chaos im Kompressor
Nie - Nie - Nie wieder im Kontor
Chaos im Kompressor
Chaos im Kompressor
Nie - Nie wieder in Kontor 
Nie - Nie wieder im Kontor 

Verzerrte Köpfe, Augen zu
Frag mich nicht, sei jetzt still
Toilettenpulver
Herz macht Panik auf dem Dancefloor
Cocktail Ramba-Zamba
DJ gibt ein Encore
Pferd macht schlapp, ich noch nicht 
hüpf hüpf weiter vor, weiter vor
Hase schießt ein Eigentor

Chaos in Kompressor 
Chaos im Kompressor 

budget low low
 cheapes mikro 
clean sein, no-go 
kühischrank, halo
laut & lieb, stille Maus 
DIY-tempo

K-K-K-K-K-K-K-K
Chaos im Kompressor
K-K- Chaos im Kompressor
Nie- Nie wieder im Kontor
Halsband für's Ego

zu wenig Lohn, zu viel Fron
(...)

Waschmaschinen-Philosophie
Samsara-Hysterie
Lichter sind gedimmt
Löffel auf dem Gras
Hypersmoke-Swing
Herb-Inhalation-SlowMo
who needs words, when you can hum ?

(...)

03 Chaos im Kompressor

lyrics:

oh no
oh noo
violence ain't the answer, no
watch where ur steppin' tho
u ain't a bro, u a pussy ass bitch
all i hear is barking dawg
tryna act all tough once you're outta reach
pathetic if you ask me
demolished nose for every little boy 
he don't know no he don't know
what it means to be a decent human being 
he don't know he don't know
feel my wrath whenever you call 
a self-sufficient woman a hoe
ohh no, there he goes dripping red
a tissue for you asshole
thinking it's funny to molest at the club
bitch watch where u steppin' tho
the times they are a-changin', yo
watch where u steppin' tho
u ain't a bro
no u ain't a bro, u a pussy ass bitch
all i hear is barking dawg
tryna act all tough once you're outta reach
pathetic if you ask me

a girl asking her boyfriend 
please not to hold her like a dog
a girl asking her boyfriend 
please, to let her go
and the grip gets firmer
he won't let go
the grip gets firmer
he won't let go
the grip gets firmer
he won't let go
mh

no u ain't a bro, u a pussy ass bitch
watch where ur steppin' tho
all i hear is barking dawg
tryna act all tough once you're outta reach
pathetic if you ask me
demolished nose for every little boy 
who don't know, oh he don't know
oh feel my wrath whenever you call
a self-sufficient woman a hoe

oh...
a tissue for u asshole
thinkin' it's funny to molest at the club
where where u be steppin' tho
the times they are a-changin', yo.

u ain't a bro

lyrics:

riding the furious waves
as our Mother has intended
we won't ever make it out
until the day we die
so let us live & do our bestest
fighting resistance battles everywhere
as our Mother has intended 
the Empire must fall
let us be wild
let us be raw

let us lay low
step away into the woods
to gather with the spirits, ancient
dance naked in rivers with faeries fair
washing over our bodies
the innate truth
we are One, interconnected
they leave us under hazy moonshine
with a feeling, state of bliss
everything is sentient, 
even stones in their aeon-spaying patience
oh we simply have forgotten
how to see
...
yeah 
we're having an energy trip here, m'Lady
riding the furious waves 
as our Mother has intended
we will never make it out
we will never make it out
we will never make it out!
until the day we die
so let us live
& do our bestest
fighting resistance battles everywhere
the Empire must fall
Rogue units causing tempest

ooh let us be wild 
let us be raw
let us be wild let us be raw
let us be wild let us be raw
let us be wild 
as our Blessed Mother has
intended
...

Effort without Attachment
Action without Desperation
Effort without Attachment
Action without Desperation

sometimes you gotta stay low
step away into the woods
dance naked in rivers with the faeries fair
to realize the innate thruth
we are all interconnected

ah

[screeches & breaths]

moonshine dance naked with faeries fair

lyrics: 

if this is gonna be my life
please Mother take me
i don't want it
i wanna go home
i wanna be safe
the world is sick
a global society, it's all rigged
ruled by dicks
please Mother break it
let us start over
if this is gonna be my life
break it
i wanna go home

i wanna live, yes indeed
but not like this, not like this!
kiss my lips fantastic fantasy 
kill me quick, oh what a bliss!
drugs! drugs! drugs! my soul bleeds
race! race! race! against the clock it is

beat heart beat beat
breathe brother breathe breathe
every day the resolution hardens
that we are absolutely fucked
what have we
what have we
what have we done to peace & to love?!
what have we 
what have we
have we 
have we now truly lost the battle
our right from shackles to be freed?!

beat heart beat beat
breathe m'boy breathe breathe!
every day the resolution hardens
that we are absolutely fucked
beat heart beat beat
breathe human, breathe! breathe!

i wanna live, yes indeed
but not like this, not like this!
kiss my lips fantastic fantasy 
kill me quick, oh what a bliss!
drugs! drugs! drugs! my soul bleeds
race! race! race! against the clock it is.

a lament to end-stage capitalist woes

lyrics:

it ain't the words resulting in persuasion
we got rebel asperity drenched 
          zero-hour tone
          'cause our hearts are goddamn raging
carrying urns of cremated egos on our backs
      that tells them all they gotta know

Alderaan, Alderaan
dreams of life, head in the clouds
head in the clouds
dreaming of feeling alive
on Alderaan
been watering the roots for months
lightning lit the frail few branches
now fate lets tree of life explode
we have made it to safety on Alderaan
still, as always,
                     . . . building our own chances . . .

Styx Caleen

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