NIGHTMARE VOICES
The Lyrics
(c) by Another Tale
All Lyrics by Frank Peter Hermsen except "Contrast" by Reinhold Heßling


Amok

There´s a whispering cloud in my head
And some sort of hate that makes me blind
For all this beauty all around
And the smiling faces that destruct my mind
I wont be quiet anymore
I will break the arms that hold me still
I´ll work again but for myself
And this town here is my place to till
I love these people of this wellfare-state
Who sent me to Vietnam in ´64
Where I learned to hide to fight to kill
And where I became a child of that war
I love their eyes and their crazy hate
That scared my heart when I returned
And I even love the nightmare voices
Of the slant-eyed children that I burned
No job no girl no chance to be free
No telephone and noone to call
No home and noone who dares to care
My life is a tunnel that becomes to small
So I walk through my own damnation
Followed by faces that I´ll never know
Someone speaks ´bout desintegration
But I pray for the first stone to throw
Oh Lord, please let them hear
Oh Lord, or I´ll make them fear
Oh Lord, open their hearts
Oh Lord, my amok-run starts
Kill while you may
Kill while you may
Kill while you may
Kill while you may


The Blue

Thougts ´bout broken dreams
Questions in your mind
Lonelyness in the dark
No answers to find
A shadow on your face
A movement far away
A noise beneath your feet
Pray while you may
The moon doesn´t talk tonight
The moon doesn´t breathe tonight
The moon doesn´t cry tonight
The moon is dead tonight
Illusion, lonelyness, confusion emptyness
Your life is just a dream, the dream is just a scream
Love is hate and hate is love
In the deep of the blue
The tragic mystic of the moon
Is calling for you
Voices, whispers, lonely shadows
Are waiting for you
But there´s no way to run
From the deep of the blue
Blood runs through your thougts
You wish to be lost
You wish to be wise
Whatever it costs
A strange voice is calling
Reaches your ear
And in the depth of your eyes
A lonely bloodred tear
The moon doesn´t shine tonight
The moon doesn´t sing tonight
The moon doesn´t cry tonight
The moon is dead tonight
Submission, damnation, hatred, violation
Strange words and dreams, wishful thinking and screams




The Book

The little boy sat lost in thoughts
Fishing in a puddle of oil
Smiling at the silverbirds
His legs fused with the soil
In seven years he didn`t move
Didn`t waste a thought to leave
Never spoke a word to anyone
Never gave try to flee
His mother`s laying next to him
Decayed for just a year
She died waiting for some fish to eat
He didn`t waste a tear
Page by page and word by word
Love and hatred, gold and dirt
A senseless try to save your life
When you are too tired to stay alive
He knows the name of every bird
That crossed his lifeline jet
And speaks to them without a word
But they have never spoken back
In a small black case beneath his side
He has an old and precious book
It`s buried in the burning sand
Not to be read even if he could
A book `bout thoughts and how to talk to birds
About the way to be solved from the soil
And includes some practical words about
Fishing in a puddle of oil



Contrast
(Reinhold Heßling)

Not palmtrees at the seashore
Not the sun high at cenith
Can thrill me like the green wet gras
Enclose the dark blue seas
In spite of all the danger
Behind every wall or door
It makes me feel when I reach town
Like coming home again
Again
But I never crossed
The bloody border
I never fought
The fight for god
I never felt
The fear behind my back
I never felt
I never felt
The sword of death
However poor they may be
And how much pain they will feel
In every room you feel the warmth
Send out by a heart
Away
But I never crossed...


The Light

Years ago I´ve heard that tale
About a land beyond the pale
Where the happiness has no price
You maybe call it paradise
But if you want to reach that place
You´ve got to stand the dark embrace
Of the tunnel in that you´re sent
But the more you run the more it´s getting cramped
On your painfull way to what you long for
You´ll loose your hopes more and more
On the right are graves on the left are vaults
And behind you the tunnel explodes
Sometimes you meet some naked friends
On their way to the place where the darkness ends
Sometimes lights are shining but then
Whatever you do it´s getting dark again
So I walk through my tunnel and I can´t forget
The walls around making me sweat
My soul is stucked with my painfull fight
Between my hate and my hope for the light
The light
The light
The light
That shines so bright



Say Goodbye

The moon is full
My ashtree too
While I try to say goodbye
To my past my dreams
My hopes my life
Desperatly trieing not to cry
My diary just turns to ashes
My money´s burning still
Hear the last words
Of the ugly man
Whom I´m prepared to kill
I say goodbye
Goodbye to you
My absent friends
But the time was wrong
I´ll leave you now
I´m going home
You know I´m not that strong
I sawed the chair
Underneath my feet
My head still in the noose
There´s no more hope
No more tears
Nothing left to choose
I say goodbye
Please forgive me
Don´t forget
The good times that we had
The times of dreams
The times of laughter
And the true words that I said
Now the time has come
I lost control
I spend my days in fear
So please forgive me
And read those words
That I left here
I say goodbye



Suicide In Paradise

I am the alpha and the omega
Said who is who was and who´s to come
But I still worry ´bout what will happen
When our last bloody step has been done
Forget about looking to heaven
While persistant kicking the ground
All the answers we´re longing for
We´ll certainly get by looking around
There is no date for Abaddon
But sometimes the emptyness is everywhere
The time when our last tear dries
The time when we forget to care
In the valley of Euphrat
You´ll never find the four held bound
But we´ll soon learn to fear them
When radiation poisons the ground
Maybe there will come a time
That a new race will arise
And they, I hope, will recognize
that we comitted suicide
In paradise