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Red Universe

by Osh

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1.
I.C.I. 05:01
This is why they hide their true selves This is why their eyes are so grey Among them lives a shadow dancer So fast - For him they are Mirrored faces in the frozen windows Clarity comes to him like a fairy’s kiss When all is seen through and she is gone - Sing her a secret song! This is why they don’t move their hands This is why they fall prey to dullness Above them flies a bird of wisdom So fast - For him they are Mirrored faces in the eternal ice Clarity comes to him like a muse’s advice When all is said and she is gone - Sing her a private song! Things are just things and nothing else Only events and deeds, maybe thoughts, but he doubts, are what they call ”good” or ”evil” The influence of experience is minimal Man is just man This is why they are so confused They are splintered into fragments Among them blows a fart in the wind So loud - For him they are Mirrored faces in the broken windows Clarity comes to him like a fairy’s kiss When all is seen through and she is gone - Sing her a secret song! Sing her this only song Let her know what you feel Lead yourself to the state of your own Immanent cognition ideal. Sing her a lasting song!
2.
Hideaway 04:54
Maybe we are love-pigs wallowing in their love I guess we’re pigs, at least in case we’re animals Or are we murderers killing the world around us everyday? On a planet drowned in empty words The language of the heart remains unheard So let’s live in the red woods of mars Let the ancient god of war be our love’s saviour We fly in a shuttle to leave the cold grey earth behind us I feel we are faster than the persecutors Or are we – not our enemies – burning in the atmosphere? All worlds have seen better days And especially the one he is living in – He has a plan! Now he’s giving his best regards And he’s faking his death to the ones he doesn’t love Will they – Will they – Will they ever believe? I can’t live on a planet that cries out: LEAVE ME! So let’s flee to the red woods of mars Let the ancient god of war be our love’s saviour Maybe we are nothing, nothing more and nothing less We could also be all and even nothing is included Or are we dreamers, about to dream a much better day tomorrow? All worlds have seen better days And especially the one deep inside of him – Damn it, it’s enough! Now he’s giving his best regards And he’s faking his death to all worlds’ inhabitants Will they – Will they – Will they ever believe? There were two souls that died within a paradise It was not red but black, yet that was enough.
3.
Boo! Your fateful deep desperation finds a voice and cries out my name Fuck you – I won’t hear you – I think you must run much faster Come die with me! Not even that – You’re much too slow – And I don’t talk about sports What a laugh – We face to face – You searching for the sky in my eyes A surprising affability would surely crush you down My size isn’t yours Curiosity is my weakness – From time to time I look back I see your face – Do you see mine? Every time I die I gain new knowledge about the universe In this frigid world all love is lost Destroyed by those with and without God There are only few who don’t believe – And even less who do Let’s reduce it to our own two beings What you are and what you see of me I hold the key to you and can’t decide how to turn it round Sometimes I’m alive but always something shows me that isn’t right I close my lids – My thoughts are shut – This sleep is so deep A death which brings me round – Parts of me nearly love you Come die with me! So I slow down and take you by my side Try to stand up and dare to look into my eyes! My surprising affability indeed crushes you down What a pity that you’re not HUMAN Human – No man Behave - Obey I see your face I speak your ear I feel your fate You scream - Won’t hear Won’t hear - Won’t hear - Won’t hear - Won’t hear - Won’t hear - Won’t hear - Won’t hear -Won’t hear My surprising affibility indeed crushes you down What a pity that you’re not human Just a mirror into which I scream And the mirror screams back to me: Come die with me! Every time I die I gain new knowledge about the universe.
4.
Crisis 01:20
Alert - Crisis Crisis - Alert Trouble on the icy satellite Gill-men took over the control rooms Fatal supervision negligence Only few escaped onto the ”Penguin” In the polar sea a lonely ship Carries radio operator Sends a message to the government Opposite receives interferences „Ich hör’ dich nicht!” German radio operator in the Central Space Communication Base of the IWS on Jupiter ”We should never query the integrity of the secret races we breed in our submarine laboratories, for who is suspected to behave subversive in consequence of this suspicion certainly will do.” Jennifer C. Kant, 2nd State Philosopher of the IWS after her visit on Ganymede ”I have no doubt - and I’m sure the majority of this respectable council, the WSC, agrees with me - that the cultivation of satellites, especially ocean generation, is of primal importance for our future development.” Xian Wung, IWS-Secretary of Planetary Research to the members of the World State’s Congress
5.
Worldsaw 08:04
I. THE SO-CALLED “NEW” WAR Workday – On radio implausible news Joking – This can’t be – It’s not a satire Home then – TV – Let’s see what it was A new beacon for those who deny that The world is a tree with many beautiful branches To taste its various fruits offers numberless chances To learn from our fullness could be what we exist for But the trunk reels under the blade of a saw Its cruelty is devastating - War its greatest stimulation A war that knows no aim nor bounds - As any I’m happy to sing this song to digest my topical incompetence So I can pretend that I care though I defend myself through ignorance The world is a tree with many beautiful branches To taste its various fruits offers numberless chances To learn from our fullness could be what we exist for But the trunk reels under the blade of the worldsaw Go! Lay your neck under it! II. IGNORANCE AS SELF-DEFENCE The shavings reach up to my knees However my boots reach higher I just stand motionless and wonder You see our features are of wax Stretched on a cold and heartless rack Accept it as a virtue - Don’t ever let pity burn on you World saws The shavings reach up to my face You see my face is made of wax I just stand motionless and gaze - As it attacks III. DER MENSCH MIT SICH ALLEIN (instr.) IV. CRUSADE War! Its cruelty is devastating - Hate its best gratification A hatred without aim and bound - As any Its cruelty is everlasting – Hate the Alpha and Omega So lecherous to divide So lecherous to divide the globe Revenge – In “God’s country” soon dies a Sikh Hateblind – The stripes shine in white and blood-red When bombing is justice and peanut butter bread The ordinariness of the senseless is (almost) back Only it’s shades of red have increased Heyday – All worlds forced by war lunacy Herd to the pasture - This way it must be The ground will be ploughed and the seed will be sown And no one will ever find a reason to doubt that The world is a tree with many beautiful branches To taste its various fruits offers numberless chances To learn from our fullness could be what we exist for But the trunk reels under the blade of a saw.
6.
For Me 01:25
Shine – your caresses enlightened my way You came to me with all this heat and turned my night into the brightest day But just that we were such lovers more and more pulled us down We lost our love’s ground I looked with my eyes And I wasn’t that wise to realize it could only get worse Humans change How it hurt to see you shine in that other light I bled red tears yet maybe otherwise I would have tried to keep the dream alive Yes, I really need what we have now to someday re-enkindle my fire The only desire I stared in the eye of an off-broken time But the hands of my life’s clock move on This is for me!
7.
„There is – as far as I can see - indeed no big difference between fallacies in devotion and fallacies in greed.“ You closed the eyes - Your eyes were shut Shut as the doors - Doors to a room A room that kept a secret treasure no-one else could ever find She had a doll - A doll of glass The glass doll cracked and slit her arms She pressed the splinters ‘gainst her breast and face and so she lived on less beloved Her self-invented father had seven (or was it thousand?) daughters She should be glad – The only girl with open arms You can take a warm red shower under the life-juice gushing out of her veins She had a doll - A doll of glass You risk an eye - An eye for her Her pregnancy - The bleeding air That she breathes in - Out of her screaming mouth then steals a new old life See an image on the wall You can ask her - It’s a slide of her from long ago Her face: The sparkle and the lovely imperfections are still the same But her shadow - you guess - wasn’t one day her own And you’ll never reach her heart - You’ll never free her from herself Somebody wants to know if you - If she is worth it And you immediately say “YES” Yes, it is all worth it – all the sweet sufferings for the boys who once felt so cute... “The sky falls down on me” That’s what you sometimes feel when looks and words weigh you down Her shadow - you guess - wasn’t one day her own You fear her dark thoughts - What does she have in you? She had a dream - A dream that broke Broke as her last remains of hope Now in a close relationship But deep inside she still feels less evolved Her self-remembered father had seven (or was it thousand?) daughters She should be glad - The only girl with open arms You can take a warm red shower under the life-juice gushing out of her veins It always begins with a secret... Less Beloved Daughter
8.
Mantra 03:24
Ist der Grundgedanke der Liebe nicht, mehr zu geben als man empfängt, um gerade dadurch selbst zu empfangen, was einem einzig die Liebe schenkt? Oder ist es eher das Warten auf den Höhepunkt, den perfekten Moment, den man, wenn er endlich da ist, gar nicht wahrnimmt, weil die Zeit viel zu schnell verrinnt? „Es ist immer noch besser, sich selbst zu belügen, als aufzugeben.“ Liar Hider Eraser Coward Martyr Lover Loser Hero Wise man - You know your heart well Adult - You’ve got over all Seeker - You just can’t find the thoughts Broker - Which make it clear to your head Martyr - You can’t escape the echo Lover - Of your cries into the emptiness Loser - Scarred for life Winner - The universe is red.
9.
Wilderness 06:21
A dream to keep is a life to lose - In the minefield A whale to hunt is a shark to fish - In the shark-pool Oh that hurts! I fed my pride under the tracks of a tank (I am nothing) Learned to think with my trigger finger (Really nothing) Lead the herd into the holy pasture This wilderness is crying for a plough! Forgive me my cruel dying I’m longing for your pity I hope that our troops won’t lose the faith Remember - Still your aim’s to tame this place March on brave soldiers! I lay in a trench while the enemy spat shit (I am nothing) Played the pawn in a game of losers (Really nothing) Lead the goats into the topless temple This wilderness is crying for a plough! Forgive me my cruel dying I’m longing for your pity and I know there is no bigger crime than this I hope that our troops will keep the faith Remember - Still your aim’s to tame this place Fuck you brave soldiers! Forgive me my cruel dying – I’m longing for your pity And I know that there is no bigger crime than this Forgive me my cruel dying - I’m longing for your pity...
10.
What did you expect? Where there is a will there is’s a way? What if the way’s too narrow? Something holds you back And you still deny that it could be me Then fly away – my sparrow! Wings clipped - no idea how this can be? I wear a feathercrown – Too bad I don’t know you as you don’t know me What else did you expect? We are travellers on the same sea Yes - I can prove we are... The hole in the back of your head: My thoughts freeze, but I’m not dead You wonder how I this came about: The passenger left without a sound And with the end of the day I’ll sleep my guilt away When the night-noise sets in I will still stay still Sea sprinkled with red colour – Putrescent children of life’s arse Wings clipped - no idea how this can be? I wear a feathercrown – Too bad you don’t know me As I don’t know you Do you miss a point? This one’s for you: Didn’t you once think life is like a speeding train on a straight embankment Which is always threatened by the unstable moods of the surrounding deep red sea? Stay in your compartment – The conductor says it’s dangerous in the corridors So or similar – Why did you dismiss this thought? – It was so damn right! Rails sprinkled with red colour – Putrescent children of life’s arse The hole in the back of your head: Your thoughts freeze, but you’re not dead You wonder how I this came about: The passenger left without a sound And with the end of the day I’m sleeping in this train While the nightmares set in I’m still innocent. “Would you mind to... ... um ... no, forget it!” “How could I ever forget anything?” And always the deep red sea...
11.
Helsingør 01:08
Wir werden wissen müssen Wir werden lügen müssen Wir werden spielen müssen Und betrügen müssen Wir werden lieben müssen Wir werden töten müssen Wir werden weinen müssen Und vergessen müssen Wir werden wissen lernen Wir werden lügen lernen Wir werden spielen lernen Und betrügen lernen Wir werden lieben lernen Wir werden töten lernen Wir werden sterben lernen Wir werden gehen müssen.
12.
I. BROKER ON BUSINESS TRIP, AUTUMN 1923 A rustling tree beside a laughing stream Shallow mirror of the warming sun Fragrant mosses on a shielding trunk A voice of wisdom whispers in the leaves... I should have stayed I should have stayed I should have stayed here I should have stayed So why didn’t I... ? I can still remember how it spoke: “Lay your destiny into my lap!” I thought, the offer must include a snag I thought too long and decided wrong I should have stayed I should have stayed I should have stayed here I should have stayed Why couldn’t I stay? I didn’t answer And went away I left this place I left this place II. TOO LATE My most rebellious thought is that deep inside in my heart I have always been a servant of beauty I am on the way back to the place where I felt so secure To demand what is mine I won’t flee again This time I’ll overstep the threshold to an embrace A laughing stream under the warming sun The rustle of eternity streams into my consciousness I’m still on my way back to that mystic place where I should have stayed Will I arrive? I won’t flee again This time I’ll overstep the threshold (if it’s not too late) THOSE UNNAMED BROKER’S DIARY ENTRIES NO MATTER HOW UNBROKERLIKE THEY MAY SEEM INCLUDE A CLASSICAL MISTAKE IN HIS REASONING... WHOEVER ONCE WILL FIND IT MAY FIND HIMSELF.

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last album of our previous band Osh (1992-2004)

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released October 1, 2002

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DruturuM SH, Germany

DruturuM is an experimental live music project by the Ohlsen brothers.

All material is publically performed max. 2 times - in the rehearsal room and on stage -, before it's never played again.

There are fluctuations in style and instrumentation, as well as in documentation and sound quality.

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