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Headcleaner (english) Lyrics

Silence!



 



 General mobilization



 All subjects to be deconditioned!



 HEADCLEANER!



 



 Fall into line!



 Attention! Unpredictable, forward march!



 



 New wonders, new horrors



 tornado for the obligations to convention



 for the convolutions



 in the skull, cyclone



 as HEADCLEANER!



 Wire brushes to the vermin trash!



 



 Clotted thoughs, frozen now melt



 with HEADCLEANER!



 



 Behind us the universe



 With us inhumanity



 Against universal humanity



 any means is right



 and proper only the right to the mean average



 



 On parade the psychiatric unit



 over-the-top ascetics up front



 pumped up



 with HEADCLEANER!



 



 Next in line the wild rank and file



 just one thing in their heads:



 HEADCLEANER!



 



 one half of my dreams is shaved bald



 violence



 waiting



 the first battering on the door



 or



 the first one from official quarters



 with questions



 a matchstick caught in my throat



 no phrase



 through my throat



 which would not



 start a blaze



 don't wait



 get a close shave escape



 those were the dreams.



 



 A song, one, two, three:



 



 'Cos nothing has been done that can be done



 And nothing has been sung that can be sung



 And nothing has been said so go get out and play the game



 It's easy



 



 Nothing has been named that can't be named



 And no one has been saved that should have been saved



 And nothing you can do but forget(?) yourself this time



 It's easy



 



 'Cos nothing has been known that can't be known



 And nothing has been seen that ain't been shown



 Nowhere you can be and that isn't where you're meant to be



 It's easy



 



 'All you need is HEADCLEANER!'



 



 The right to attacks of controlled frenzy -



 a scout patrol with cosmic iniquity



 takes it into captivity.



 Discipline is soaked



 in HEADCLEANER!



 Last wind machine before the battle!



 This is where the storm unit sweeps out



 with hurricane



 deep pore cleansing - never seen again!



 Between grey cells and in all the furrows



 where hidden fungus always burrows



 they eliminate



 it is too late



 bombarded with salutes and mowed down



 straight with HEADCLEANER!



 TABULA RASA!



 TABULA RASA!



 TABULA RASA!



 HEADCLEANER!



 



 This here is in flames, that there has



 completely collapsed.



 



 heavy and thick ash rain.



 



 dissolved in smoke and fog.



 



 it's getting light, not a new day



 but an approaching fire; stay at a distance:



 darkness will return.



 



 the sun is rising, gloomy eclipse of the sun.



 



 everything is coated with ash



 like snow.



 



 we, however, who now know the danger and



 who are aware of it, even we cannot yet make



 up our minds...