cogito_aude

SAM – ALONE

alone
I stay alone
and I want to forget
while I’m wandering
in the darkest hour
a new day is being born
great day to be born
great day to die

you rot
in your wantonness
you’re afraid of normal
you don’t want to stay
‘cause you don’t know how much you lose

six feet beneath honour
I was there because of you
six feet beneath honour
where heart dies

happiness
fades away slowly
memories torture me
I want to wander off
far away
into the new day

SAM – ALONE

alone
I stay alone
and I want to forget
while I’m wandering
in the darkest hour
a new day is being born
great day to be born
great day to die

you rot
in your wantonness
you’re afraid of normal
you don’t want to stay
‘cause you don’t know how much you lose

six feet beneath honour
I was there because of you
six feet beneath honour
where heart dies

happiness
fades away slowly
memories torture me
I want to wander off
far away
into the new day

GROBARI – GRAVE-DIGGERS

I’m sitting on the floor in the room with no windows
it’s dark outside, I’m burning inside
it takes aggression to break condemnation
it takes madness to screw up the rules
my blood is burning above rotten boards
I feel madness overcoming me
grave-diggers told me that worms would eat me
that the coffin would rot during my equals’ life

I’m cramping, I’m cramping
it’s not because of digestion
I’m vomiting, I’m vomiting
all because of rancid sense

LOVA – MONEY

money, money
money is power, money is everything
big money becomes God

you can buy them all
you can bribe them all
everything has its price
what’s yours?

for money, for money

how much you’ve got – that much you’re
worthy!!!

VIKEND RATNICI – WEEKEND WARRIORS

they go out on the streets on Saturday night
healthy guys with strong muscles
they’ll destroy, they’ll wreck the world
and its surroundings
to fulfil their spiritual emptiness
they’ll destroy everything that they don’t understand
they’ll destroy everything that they don’t understand

weekend warriors
slaves of atavism and dark history

bloody kids break bones with their shoes
they are local, all the others are bad guests
it’s not their place, they should back off
that kind of people makes me totally sick
the ones that love themselves only
the ones that love themselves only

MLADOST – YOUTH

I’ve learned the new language quickly
and now I am a bit happy
I wonder how much longer
until it is oblivion too
maybe these moments
will be nothing but shadows once
it all goes by and I stay alone
people are being erased from my dreams
and I won’t be able to remember
somebody’s name
love is dying, dreams are dying
all lost in the past

my youth is slipping through my fingers
wish and hope are putting out already

sorrow and gloom are all that remains
some word or a picture
and it brings me back into wonderful
moments
throws me into desperation and takes me
out again

DAN POSLIJE – DAY AFTER

day after the world war III
atomic clouds are concealing the sun
day after the world war III
poison gases are substituting the fog

day after the third war
day after the world war III

day after the world war III
people have destroyed themselves and the
others
day after the world war III
with no reason and by the club-law
day after the world war III
atom clouds are concealing the sun
day after the world war III
poison gases are substituting the fog
underneath the ruins children are weeping
bones sticking out from their bloody flesh
a carrion is rising from the floor
throwing a rock with last bits of its strength

day after the world war III
day after the third war

FARSE – FARCES

wake up, it’s not too late
everything changes, jump high
hit the sky, make the white ones dirty
make the red ones red and pull down the
order

he was a man like you and me
and what’s this whole story for
all you do is quoting his words
but he wanted actions

lots of fools, extinction of ideals
why farces, why new religion

ŠUTI TRPI RADI – SHUT UP, SUFFER, WORK

we’ve gone too far, I find it funny
high school for nothing and a life in smog
we’ve gone to far, we live by the rules of others
it’s all going too fast, I’m ending up in a line

we have numbers
unwanted feelings
broken back

we’ve gone too far, the way has already been
set up
I find lust for life funny
we’ve gone to far, we live by the rules of others
it’s all going too fast, I’m ending up in a line

shut up, suffer, work!

MOTUS VITA EST

I want to move fast and strong
to break and crush everything that stops me
to create my own order
to create my own order

Motus vita est!
Motus!

I want to move fast and strong
to break and crush everything that stops me
to move from a dead point
to move from a dead point

HOMEINI

Homeini, Homeini, Homeini
Mujahedins are singing
fountains of blood for glory of Allah
children carry keys around their necks
with a red band around their heads
over the minefields they go to heaven
their religion banns them from life
their religion leads them into death

GRAD DOSADE – CITY OF BOREDOM

I’m wandering through the streets
watching little girls
boredom drives crazy, the crowd alienates
people live from hand to mouth, talking about politics
they go out on the streets to air their asses

where could you go out in this city of boredom
two-three sweaty holes and snotty whores

night is long and cold, the bar is overloaded
the crowd is standing outside, waiting for the dealer
easy, senseless woman is burping loudly
warm beer is striking out of her eyes

DEGRADACIJA – DEGRADATION

your evolution is degradation
you can’t go further so you run away, from
whom?
you’re not even tough enough to find
yourself
your evolution is degradation
first obstacles are pulling you down
so go away, I’d feel better
you have no strength to hold on
your hedonism is a false deal
dirty mask that tortures you
I love not being like you
I can do it, creature!
I won’t stop like you!

HALA – HALL

when I come out of the hall with the sun above my head
wild roses grow on the way I’m walking
white clouds are floating here and there
happy workers are coming my way
smiling tram-driver is giving me a ticket
my home awaits, with wooden white picket fence

it’s so beautiful to live here
it’s so beautiful to breathe this air

I have no strength to laugh
I have no reason to do it
no strength, no reason

nobody never gives me anything
I’ve gained everything with my own hard work
I kiss women in my own tears
I gorge bread in my own sweat
I have friends while I’m making them
The others come by themselves anyway

DEMOKRACIJA – DEMOCRACY

what are the rules and political norms for?
there are no plans for democracy!
why do you want to classify me?
there are no people by the pattern!

if sacrificing is a plan
I won’t give my head in

I want this, I want that
money and authority for myself
greed is normal
justify it