cinco planetas

And SEX was always there from when I was only eight years - tempting me leave thirsty
Sweat, skin, a PULSE divine to balance this restless MIND - it seemed so wonderfully physical
Oh the BLOOD, the lust, the bodies that color the world: all drugs to die for! Won't you share my fire?
How can LOVE make that world a minefield of forbidden GROUND?
A map of untouchable skin and SILENCED desire?

And love was there in vain, PROFOUND and deep but traced with pain - too early for a child of TEN
Loving the pure and sane he sought the goddess unstained - watching them turn to flesh again
HUNGRY for both the PURITY and SIN
Life seemed to him merely like a GALLERY of how to be
And he was always much more HUMAN than he wished to be
But there is a LOGIC to his world, if they could only see

Wishing - Sickened - Ill - Ticking

SOMEONE still this hunger (it's in my blood) always growing stronger (ticking)
BUDAPEST I'm learning, Budapest you're burning me

This is not who I wanted to be, this is not what I wanted to see
She's so young so why don't I feel free now that she is here under me?

Naked - Touching - Soft - Clutching

And then after all it lead me here to wake up again
Seeking a love that might make me feel free in myself but then it proves to be
Something that hurts inside when we touch, so I move on, I lose my way
Astray I'm trying too much to feel unchained, to burn out this sense of feeling cold
And every day I seek my prey: someone to taste and to hold
I feel alive during the split second when they smile and meet my eyes
But I could cry 'cause I feel broken inside!
COME and DROWN with me- the UNDERTOW will sweep us away!
And you will see that I'm ADDICTED to my HONESTY
Trust! 'Cause after all my sense of TRUTH once brought me here
But I've LOST control and I don't know if I am true to my soul
I've lost CONTROL and I don't know if I am true to my soul
Losing control and I don't know if I am TRUE AT ALL

And we were always much more human than we wished to be...
And I remember when you said you've been UNDER him - I was suprised to feel such pain
And all those years of being faithful to YOU despite the hunger flowing through my veins
And I have always tried to calm things down - SWALLOW down swallow down
"It's just another small THORN in my crown"
But suddenly one day there was too much blood in my eyes, and I had to take this WALK down
REMEDY LANE of whens and whys...

Empty - Licking - Clean - Choking

SOMEONE still this hunger (possessing my mind) always growing stronger (craving)
BUDAPEST I'm learning, Budapest I'm burning me
This is not who I wanted to be, this is not what I wanted to see
She's so young so why I don't feel free now that she's under me?
In the morning she's going away in a Budapest taxi I've paid
Seeking freedom I touched the untouched - it's too much - I'm BEYOND THE PALE...

Prematurity is the story of both you and me, and we were always much more human than we wished to be
Prematurity is truly the story of both you and me, and we were always much more human than we wished to be
We were always much more human than we wished to be - we were always much more human than we wished to be
We will always be more human then we wish to be

WE WILL ALWAYS BE SO MUCH MORE HUMAN THAN WE WISH TO BE...

Descobri que gostava de ti
No dia que cobri o teu pé descoberto
Naquele momento de intimidade
Que me vi só eu só e teu dedão
Ponta do iceberg-sem-cutícula
De tua colossal figura

Descobri que gostava de ti
Assim, como quem descobre uma cor
E logo imagina em si, como esmalte

Descobri que gostava de ti
E fiquei ali, e naqueles longos momentos
Em alegrias de pedicure
E tive medo do frio te acordar
E denunciar a punjância
Deste amor-em-despudor
Descobrido, e por isso
Descoberto.

Descobri que gostava de ti
Mas não fui eu que descobri
Foste tu, ao mexer-te-em-cama
Não tenho culpa
Mas agradeço a bio-mecânica
Do teu bem sonhar

Descobri que gostava de ti
E te cobri, com a manta do assombro
Fiz do teu pé o segredo
Que devidamente aquecido
Florescerá em quase-Ícaro
Mito-anúncio da primavera
Última estação dos que voam contigo.

Descobri que gosto de ti.
E agora, o que faço disso?
Agora que tudo é presente
E anda descalço por aí?

Como pedaço de ti
(Não o pé, falo de mim)
Acho que não tenho muito o que fazer
A não ser aceitar este viver-entre
Como bicho-em-pé, coceira boa
Ou qualquer outra coisa
Desde que nossa.

Vamos caminhando
E apesar das unhas pretas
Testemunho dos tropeços e do passado
Tudo morre, tudo descasca, tudo se renova
E de ti, peço apenas uma coisa:

Não percas nunca
Essa tua mania
De te colocares, assim colocando-me
Em altos saltos.

Adoro!