Text:
Verse 1
Private planes in the midnight sky,
Silk ties, black books, alibis.
Islands burn with secret games,
But no one dares to name the names.

Pre-Chorus
Gold-plated guilt behind closed doors,
Justice sleeps on marble floors.

Chorus
Epstein, Epstein—where did the truth go?
High-class monsters, keeping it low.
Epstein, Epstein—dirty and vain,
Hide your sins on a private plane.
(But we all know your shame...)

(Instrumental-Part)

Verse 2
Flashing grins on TV screens,
Clean hands, but filthy scenes.
If power buys your innocence,
Then who protects the consequence?

Pre-Chorus
They silence victims, twist the tale,
While justice rides a coffin nail.

Chorus
Epstein, Epstein—how deep’s the stain?
Buried secrets, whispered names.
Epstein, Epstein—it won’t go away,
Truth don’t die, even if you say:
“No comment today.”

(Guitar-Solo)

Bridge (Spoken/Snarled)
He “died” in a cell, yeah, sure he did,
While lawyers shuffle and cameras hid.
The powerful toast, clink their glass,
But ghosts don’t sleep when crimes amass.

Breakdown (chant style)
Lie, deny, classify—
How many kids need to cry?
Masks and suits and golden pens,
Truth comes knocking in the end.

Final Chorus
Epstein, Epstein—can’t hide the flame,
Jet-set justice, built on shame.
Epstein, Epstein—we remember the pain,
Say their names, not yours again.
Yeah, we all know your game…

Jet Set Shame

Text:
Verse 1
One week gone, the house too still,
Your voice, your laugh, the space you fill.
The clock kept ticking, but time stood still,
Till today you walked back down that hill.

Pre-Chorus
You wore that grin, the spark in your eyes,
A little taller, full of surprise.
You’ve got that ring on your ear now—hey, that’s fine,
It’s you, it shines—like every part of you is mine.

Chorus
Welcome home, my son, I missed you so,
The world felt quiet, a little slow.
And yeah, one day, you’ll fly away,
But not today—not today.
You’re here, and that’s enough for me,
My boy, my star, my melody.

(Instrumental-Part)

Verse 2
Your stories tumble like summer rain,
So much to tell, so much to gain.
You’ve seen a bit more of the world now,
But you’re still the kid I’d never allow
To feel alone, not on my watch—
I’m still your shelter, your safe spot.

Pre-Chorus
You test your wings, you try new things,
Magnetic studs and secret dreams.
But listen close, and you will see,
There’s no one else I’d rather be…

Chorus
Welcome home, my son, I missed you so,
The air feels warmer, the colors glow.
And yeah, one day, you’ll find your way,
But not today—not today.
You're here, you're near, you're still my song,
My heart's been waiting all week long.

(Solo)

Bridge
And when the day comes, you’ll walk out that door,
I’ll smile through the ache, but I’ll feel it for sure.
Still, every heartbeat will echo your name,
No matter the distance, the love stays the same.

Final Chorus (soft and strong)
Welcome home, my son, stay a while,
Let me just look at you and smile.
And yeah, the world will call your name,
But my love—it won’t change.
You’re my always, my now, my truth,
My boy, my strength, my living proof.

Outro
So welcome home, my son…
Welcome home.

Welcome Home, my Son

Text:
(Intro Guitar-Riff)
[Verse]
Tell me what you saw there
What you see on the land
Tell me what you saw there
Do you understand

[Verse]
There were giants in the land
Did you see what I saw
I said there were giants in the land
Don't you know the law

[Chorus]
There were twelve spies
One came back
And I was the one who came back
The other ones did not come back
The other ones did not come back
Only one came back

(Guitar-Solo)

[Verse]
Tell me what you saw there
What you see on the land
Tell me what you saw there
Do you understand

[Verse]
There were giants in the land
Did you see what I saw
I said there were giants in the land
Don't you know the law

(Guitar-Solo)

[Chorus]
There were twelve spies
One came back
And I was the one who came back
The other ones did not come back
The other ones did not come back
Only one came back

Twelve Spies

Text:
[Verse 1]
You call it vengeance, we call it shame,
Your bombs fall blind, no one left to blame.
Hospitals scream, but you're far away,
Pushing buttons, playing gods, decay.

No tactics, no pride, just fear and fire,
While your people burn in the funeral pyre.
You’re not leading, you’re just hiding pain,
Masking failure in a bloodstained game.

[Pre-Chorus]
You lost the map, you lost the board,
Now you crush the weak to praise your sword.
But kings don’t win by killing pawns—
And your empire’s breath is almost gone.

[Chorus]
Pawn to ruin, bishop to flame,
You play for death, not for the game.
Ukraine strikes smart—your wrath is slow,
Your kingdom’s dust, your fear on show.
No more meat for your bloody machine—
The world has seen, the lines are clean.
Pawn to ruin… and you're checkmate soon.

[Verse 2]
You bomb apartments, schools and light,
While they reclaim with silent might.
Precision burns where lies once stood,
They fight with brains—you just spill blood.

You build your throne on stolen youth,
But soldiers die with bitter truth.
And every mother cries your name,
While you just tighten guilt and flame.

[Breakdown – whispered, then screamed]
No strategy—just spite.
No honor—just fright.
No future—just grave.
No power—just slave.

[Chorus]
Pawn to ruin, knight to fall,
You bomb civilians, that’s your call.
No plan, no skill, no higher ground—
Just ashes spread where peace was found.
You burn the roads, they build ahead,
While all your power feeds the dead.
Pawn to ruin… checkmate red.

[Bridge – Spoken]
"You send your own to die in smoke,
And call it duty—what a joke."
"You don’t protect—you just erase,
One day your lies will see your face."

[Final Chorus – shouted, crashing guitars]
Pawn to ruin, the board’s not yours,
No logic left behind your wars.
The world moves forward, you stand still,
And bury men to chase your will.
But history won't forget your name—
The butcher king of smoke and shame.
Pawn to ruin... checkmate flame.

Pawn to Ruin

Text:
[Verse 1 – Dust and Silence]
He walked through streets of broken stone,
No crown, no robe, no royal tone.
Just open hands and eyes that see,
What power fears: simple honesty.

No thunder cracked above his head,
No choir sang where he once tread.
But every word that left his mouth,
Was fire wrapped in gentle sound.

[Verse 2 – Fire Without a Flame]
He healed without demanding praise,
He stood where few would even raise
A whisper in the lion's den—
He faced the fear, and spoke again.

He challenged not the Roman sword,
But those who twisted sacred word.
He turned no stone to bread for show,
He fed the poor, let mercy flow.

[Chorus – The Human Spark]
No wings, no light, no holy script,
Just one man walking, soul unzipped.
Not here to conquer, not to reign,
But to show that love walks through the pain.
He didn’t run, though he knew the cost—
He stood his ground, and what was lost...
Became a truth we still can’t kill—
The man before the myth lives still.

(Instrumental-Part)

[Verse 3 – The Arrest]
The night was dark, the olives bowed,
The guards moved in, the crowd grew loud.
He didn’t fight, he didn’t flee,
He whispered, “Let this burden be.”

No army came to break the chains,
Just silence, sweat, and Roman names.
A kiss betrayed, a friend withdrew—
Still he stood, still he knew.

[Bridge – Not a God, but a Flame]
Maybe he wasn’t made of light,
But flesh and blood and inner fight.
No miracle, just human choice,
To lift the truth with cracking voice.

(solo)

[Final Chorus – Still Walking]
No wings, no light, no sacred throne,
Just aching feet on paths unknown.
He bore no sword, but shook the world,
With every whispered word unfurled.
He didn’t float—he stood and fell,
But in that fall, he rang the bell.
The myth begins where blood was spilled—
But the man before... he walked, he willed.

[Outro – Message to the Church]
This song is not for robes and gold,
Not for the sermons bought and sold.
Not for the altar, not for the gate,
Not for the fear dressed up as fate.

This is for the ones who seek,
Who doubt, who wrestle, who feel weak.
This is for the honest few—
Who want not myth...
But something true.

The Man Before the Myth

Text:
[Verse 1]
I'm a slave to chocolate, cookies on demand,
Caramel dreams always close at hand.
My kids are the same, with eyes full of glaze,
Sneaking jelly beans in a cereal haze.

But one day they stood, controllers in view,
Said: "100 days clean – for a PS5, too!"
Fridges went bare, shelves were wiped down,
And suddenly fruit became king in our town.

[Chorus]
Sugar break, it’s a wild, sweet war,
You find out what you're really shopping for.
Labels lie, sugar hides in disguise,
Even ketchup’s got that glazy shine!
But 100 days – we changed the game,
Now candy whispers sound kinda lame.
Sugar break, with apples in the cart,
PS5 and a brand-new start.

(Solo)

[Verse 2]
Supermarket turned into battlegrounds,
Reading ingredients, fighting silent sounds.
No yogurt tricks, no “light” ice cream,
Just oats, nuts, and a vitamin dream.

Fructose got a tiny little pass,
But cane and syrup? Banned from class.
No sugar highs, no crashes low,
Just steady vibes and that gaming glow.

[Bridge – spoken rhythmisch über Beat]
Day 14: Cravings real.
Day 28: No big deal.
Day 50: Skipped the cake.
Day 100: Shake and bake... PS5 secured.

(solo)

[Chorus – doppelt, laut & proud]
Sugar break, we held the line,
Even skipped dessert at dinnertime.
Gummy bears? Not in our zone—
We found power in the fruit alone.

Sugar break, no more tricked-out snacks,
We fought the urge, no looking back!
With every apple, pear, and plum,
We proved the sweet life don’t need to come… with a crash.

[Outro]
So here’s to cravings we kicked aside,
To family goals and gaming pride.
We might still sneak a slice or two—
But we own the sugar now…
It don’t own you.

Sugar Break

Text:
[Verse 1 – Ancient Echoes]
They wore their truth in silent times,
In temples, tribes, in ancient rhymes.
Before your books, before your law,
They stood between what others saw.

Not here to play your made-up game,
Not born to fit a borrowed name.
Still they rise, though judged and pinned—
They are not trend. They’ve always been.

[Chorus]
We are the middle, the space you fear,
Too bold for boxes, too true for clear.
Not man, not woman, not wrong, not phase,
We’re real as rain in stranger days.
Don’t need your lines, your black-and-white,
We live in shade, in firelight.
We are the middle. We are whole.
You can’t erase what makes us soul.

(Solo)

[Verse 2 – Modern Fire]
We walk through streets, heads held high,
While some throw stones and wonder why.
But shame is heavy when it hides—
We learned to wear our storm with pride.

Your labels scratch, your stares can burn,
But every wound has helped us learn:
We’re not a fault. We’re not a trick.
We’re human, breathing, strong and thick.

[Bridge – Soft then Bold]
You say “confused,” we say “complete.”
You say “abnormal,” we say “beat.”
You ask for proof, we give you life—
Carved in scars, kissed by strife.

(solo)

[Final Chorus – Chor & Erhebung]
We are the middle, not lost, not fake,
We’re what the world had yet to make.
Between the lines, we write our song,
We don’t need fixing—we belong.
We are the middle, not fringe, not phase,
We are the future in brighter ways.
We are the middle, not yours to bend,
And we won’t break. We won’t pretend.

[Outro – gesprochen, ruhig]
This song isn’t asking.
It’s not debating.
It’s not waiting for permission.
It’s just breathing out what’s always been true:
We are here.
We are real.
We are the middle.

We Are the Middle

Text:
[Verse 1 – The Puzzle Begins]
We mapped the stars with sharpened lines,
Drew orbits clean, drew perfect signs.
Said: “This is how the cosmos grows,”
As if the void would care who knows.

We built our truths on shifting sand,
With steady voice and trembling hand.
Declared the laws, wrote down the code—
While galaxies laughed in overload.

[Chorus – The Echo of Error]
Cosmic contradiction, breaks our pride,
A giant world where none should hide.
Tiny sun, enormous son,
Another riddle just begun.

Don’t draw the sky with final strokes—
The universe tells better jokes.
It twists, it bends, it shatters fiction…
It breathes: Cosmic Contradiction.

(solo)

[Verse 2 – The Moment of Doubt]
A star too small to raise a crown,
Yet hosts a planet, spinning round.
Our theories scream, our models fail—
The stars just blink and lift the veil.

What else waits beyond our math?
A rule undone, a silent path.
How much have we called “truth” too soon?
While stardust hums another tune?

[Bridge – Spoken, distant voice]
They said:
“Big stars birth big worlds.”
They said:
“Mass defines the game.”
But space said:
“Watch me... rewrite your frame.”

(solo)

[Final Chorus – Expansiv, aufbrechend]
Cosmic contradiction, cracks the code,
What lies beyond the laws we wrote?
A spark, a pulse, a rebel song,
That tells us we’ve been wrong all along.

No final words, no straight prediction,
Just stars that smile... in contradiction.

(Outro – spoken)
....we know that we know nothing

Cosmic Contradiction

Text:
(Intro Guitar Riff easy, dirty)
[Verse]
Maggot infestation of the brain
He doesn't understand he's in a plane
Flying through the clouds and rain
Can you see his dreams of dust

[Verse]
The sound of distortion is good for my mind
But it makes the process of my writing very hard
To speak with a guitar through a series of pedals
I don't know if it's beautiful or just horrible

(Guitar-Solo)

[Verse]
Time for a new approach
With no goals and no idea
The riff is simple and hard
What will be the next step

[Chorus]
Maggot infestation of the brain
He doesn't understand he's in a plane
Flying through the clouds and rain
Can you see his dreams of dust

(Guitar-Solo)

[Bridge]
I hear the sound of my guitar
Through a lot of distortion
Can you hear my voice
Am I saying something interesting

[Outro]
I'm in the studio at the top of the mountain
Writing my new album
The plan was to finish it today
But maybe it'll take a little longer

Dreams of Dust

Text:
[Intro – Sci-Fi Groove]
[Male Singer – Sprechgesang]
Zzzzt! Antenna’s up!
Radar's spinnin'!
Something’s bouncin’ in my disco vision!

[Verse 1]
[Female Singer – Lead, funky & wild]
I was dancin' on the rooftop, mindin’ my jam,
Then a silver saucer landed—BLAM!
Out came a creature with a pompadour wave,
Said, “You got rhythm? You’re what we crave!”

[Male Singer – Spoken like a beat poet]
He had three eyes, moonboots, laser lips,
A satellite belt with salsa hips!
He said: “Earthling, honey, don’t be shy—
We're throwing a party in the sky!”

[Chorus – Both, call & response]
[Female Singer]
Beam me to the beat! Don't need no shoes!
[Male Singer]
Gravity's a bore, let's dance on the moon!
[Both – harmonisch & verrückt]
Zap zap! Go-go space jam heat!
Outta this world—beam me to the beat!

(Intrumental-Part)

[Verse 2]
[Female Singer – playful]
Martians shimmy, Saturn girls groove,
Pluto’s DJ drops the funky move!
Laser lights and asteroid snacks,
We shook the Milky Way and never looked back!

[Male Singer – fast & weird]
Jupiter jazz on a comet line,
Venus Vogue with a neon spine!
They shouted: “Humans got the wildest feet—
Let's spin your planet to the funky beat!”

[Bridge – breakdown groove]
[Female Singer – dreamy]
Black holes twinkle in rhythm delight…
[Male Singer – echo]
Zzzap zzzap, all through the night!
[Both – shouted]
Freak out with aliens, let’s get tight!

(solo)

[Final Chorus – escalation!]
[Female Singer]
Beam me to the beat! Let’s warp and whine!
[Male Singer]
Spin that orbit one more time!
[Both – huge, wild, loud]
Space-age boogie, no defeat—
We’ll never land—beam me to the beat!

[Outro – fading with noise]
[Male Singer – echo/delay FX]
Doo-doo-doo-beep... message received...
[Female Singer – fading high note]
Uuuuuhhh... we outta this galaxy, baby...

Beam Me to the Beat!

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Dreams of Dust

Thomas Brutscher

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