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Chrysantemum
Pour toi je suis une chrysanthÉme
super nova une Étoile pressÉe
Astera Compositae
Pour toi je suis une dandÉlion
et la cÉleste fille multipliÉe
pire: "un os À ronger"
Connais-tu mon nom
ne le prononce pas
il cache un pouvoir - comme autrefois
Liliacea
Pour toi je suis un lys
peut-être suis-je Alice
Helianthus annus
Pour toi je serais même une fleur de tournesol
entends-tu mon rire ensoleillÉ?
un motiv nouveau À se couper l'oreille
Tu connais mon nom, n'est-ce pas?
et tu ne le prononces pas
il est sacrÉ - immobile, gelÉ
Rosa, Anemone et Nymphea alba U
ne rose, une anÉmone, une rose d'eau
ou une quelconque pousse de lait de loup
Euphorbia
la fleur bleu, la tulipe noire
c'est lÀ que les avis se separent
les savants se disputent
mais mon nom si tu le connais
reste inprononçable
il est prononcÉ - malÉdiction
I heard you call my name
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Chrysantemum
For you I am a chrysantemum
Supernova, urgent star
Astera Compositae
For you I'll be a dandelion
a thousand flowerettes in the sky
Or just a drop in the ocean
If you know my name
don't speak it out
it holds a power - as before
Liliacea
A lily of the valley
a flower of saron
Helianthus annus
For you I even be a sunflower
Do you hear my enlightening laughter?
another reason to cut off an ear
You know my name, do you not?
don't say it
For it's a sacred, immovable - frozen
Rosa, Anemone et Nymphea alba
I'll even be a waterlily,
a marygold, a rose
or a little thistle
Euphorbia
a blue dahlia, a black tulip
that's where opinions differ
the scholars disagree
My name, should you know it
remains unspeakable
and it's spoken - malediction
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(I'm sorry, I don't know Japanese so I can't transcribe the printed
lyrics...)
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UBIQUE MEDIA DAEMON
wallowing in my organs, my kidneys
wallowing in my liver and guts
UBIQUE MEDIA DAEMON
maybe it's horror
maybe it's terror
maybe it's horror, terror and anger
UBIQUE MEDIA DAEMON
rushing the signal through the system
rushing the signal to vessel and vein
UBIQUE MEDIA DAEMON
nothing can block the electrical impulse
once locked in it doesn't waste time
UBIQUE MEDIA DAEMON
locked in forever that's not a long time
UBIQUE MEDIA DAEMON
maybe it's horror
maybe it's terror
maybe it's horror, anger and fear
UBIQUE MEDIA -
REPETITIO INSTRUMENTUM
PROPAGANDAE
- DAEMON
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First,
i thought:
the advent of the iron age
made the elongation of the male sex
unavoidable
and its main aim
the penetration
the knife, the sword, the spear
Second,
i thought:
gunpowder, firearms
the main aim shifted
to ejaculation
and - bombs:
the mystification of the orgasm
Third,
i think:
simulation
through screen or helmet
makes this
pornography
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letzter tropfen vor ankunft
erhebend erscheint
das sinken durch die kehle
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