split 7" EP w/ Geraniüm

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released August 29, 2013

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Track Name: Facing Fears
warten. das gefühl für den richtigen zeitpunkt...mein altes leben...so unwirklich...so surreal...doch noch kenne ich nichts...noch kenne ich nichts anderes...noch fehlt mir der eindruck...dass dieses leben eine täuschung war...das dieses leben eine täuschung ist?...dass dieses leben eine täuschung sein könnte...riskant und sorglos! riskant und sorglos? die richtung einhalten...unbeirrbar...doch unbewusst...verrät spannung...anspannung...this life is a sham...gelebt und gebeutelt auf kosten des heutigen...für dass ich an manchen tagen kaum kraft aufbringe...and then... loosing my nerves...I am restless...where should stay the pain...I have no solution...no conclusion...no risk – no sorrow...I know nothing else...there is no option instead of corruption...a missing impression that this life has been an illusion, that this life is a sham...but I feel the tension...high rate of excertion...where should stay my pain?

(have you ever had this point in life, where you look back on your own life and think: actually everything like always, but totally different – and suddenly you realize, nothing works like before: crisis! this piece of music shall be understood as a motivation to take that risk and go through this – beside all the bad things you have to pass, it may open a space for new perpectives and fullfillment. sometimes it´s really worth to profit from this struggle.)
Track Name: Bruised
i am the time that wastes and destroys you...i have arisen to my might...i am here to swallow...to swallow up your inner strength...for your discouragement...too cold to feel...too deep to realise...too fast to react...i am that hole that grows inside you...cause there seems no need to live...but everyday...a new challenge to fail...my sickness of your narrow view...just keeps me crawling backwards...i'm not looking out for salvation...i do not believe in that shit...i do not believe in fate...gonna drift me in misery...where is this place with no light...no answer to grasp for...the future has passed...i spit in your face...don't tell me how to resist...if there's no reason to exist...my senses tell me to hold on to this...serenity is already captured...and when you awake you'll realise...the bitter taste of compromise...i'm your shelter with a thorn in my chest...knowing how to resist...there's a reason to exist...no need to hold on to this...serenity is never captured...stay awake and realise...this foolish low down compromise...there's a beat in my chest...again and again and again and again...do look out for salvation?...do you believe in that shit?...do you believe in fate?...do not drift me in misery...i shit on this place with no light...there's always an answer to grasp for...the future is you...i spit in your face.

(it may seem that i'm bruised - but i'm not dead. so stop commenting on my life - don't you think that i'm the only one who knows what's good for me? don't threat me with your idealistic and misunderstood theories. i don't need you to teach me how life, feminism and my personal & political struggle works - i do know it - also without you and your detached explanations!)