PAINTER OF SOUL
My black ash in the white desert –
My black words out of my dirty mouth
This is my pain and it is black –
This is my mind and it is black
You are my black rose –
You are my black sun
You are my black soul –
You are my black gun
This is my paint and it is black –
This is my knife and it is black
Everything I see , everything I feel
This is black
What I feel is so empty, what I feel is - everything
Everything is black, everything is white
Everything is boring
Let me be your, let me be your painter of the soul
My black is damp, my white sides is dry –
I seek my color and find your horror –
Your soul is colorless, my dreams are black
I paint you and you will be my defense
You were damply there for me –
Your colorless light is gone
I´m colored there for you –
And you are my black gun
You are my red rose –
You are my yellow
You were my damp soul –
You´re all my colors
(lyrics by Markus)