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Walpurgisnacht
05:22
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My river is calm
Flows inertly
In sun storm and rain
My river is calm
Wide and lazily
It flows through the plain
My river rages
Rushes angrily past the town
When the water comes again
When the thunderstorm’s near
I cower don’t take chances
Its gurgling plays me
Funny witches’ dances
My river is calm
Flows inertly
In sun storm and rain
My river is calm
Wide and lazily
It flows through the plain
My river rages
Rushes angrily past the town
When the water comes again
When I bathe in its waters
Its silent dance caressed
And a cool misty warlock veil
Plays with my hairy chest
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2. |
Invocation
04:02
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Come hither black bird
Fallow horse brown bear
Tell me the truth
What's going on
Why the planet has gone nuts
Why its people have no guts
Come thither bumblebee
Stop your roaming free
Tell me your tale
Where everyone is
Why has the planet gone nuts
Why do its people have no guts
You don't really want to know
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3. |
Visibility Cloak
05:02
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I blend in with the interior
Mirror eyes and learn to hide
Don't stand out or look superior
Camouflage and elephant's hide
Do you need a visibility cloak?
A shadow charging through the town
Translucent transparent is the gown
Nod yes when you mean a no
Blend in wheresoever you go
Get your visibility cloak!
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4. |
Hag
05:08
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Old little hag sat for decades on the market square
Each market day she's been sitting there
Hair tied up in a frizzy bun
Selling herbs that provide some fun
Where's she gone?
Housewives knealt in front of her
Buying stuff that can provide an heir
Bunch off plants that ward off lightning
Or make your foe do something frightening
Where's she gone?
Was she a mirage of former times
Does she summon spirits now with magic rhymes
Does she ward off demons now with white sage
Or does she hex some idiot into wild rage?
Where's she gone?
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5. |
Magic
06:12
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What this pill did to me is magic
I laid out my cards saw fate
The state of my mind is tragic
No logic no thinking too late
To save the world save souls
Toss runes how to save more lives
Not to fall in abysses holes
Where dark and void deprives
Life from its twinkling spark
Which could keep a mind alive
Travelling through light and dark
Where guesswork makes discord thrive
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6. |
At Midnight
05:02
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The day had come
When madness receded
Rushed past dawn
Left me bewildered
Not understanding
What had happened
Over the past few weeks
Where I was trapped
So I sat at the table
At midnight and asked
Why I always act the same
As if I weren’t myself
And knew I can’t do
Otherwise nothing else to do
Something might change
Empty future but strange
I knew another rage
Would come to my cage
Hijack my mind and
Everything started again
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7. |
Full Moon
06:52
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Together we lay in the light of peach moon
Warmed by its glowing orange gloom
Embarrassed wrapped himself in thundercloud lace
Fanning cool air into his face
And I was tired from a sleepless night
Old days revealed his masculinity
When he took off his clothes at dawn
Pale figure climbs into bed to me
Disturbed you and me a wanton wan
And I was tired from a sleepless night
Androgynous voice sang a bleak song
Clapped false eyelashes strokes his thong
Clip-on nails of his hairy hand there
Drummed a nervous beat in the foetid air
And I was tired from a sleepless night
He covered himself again mantilla on his face
Sashayed behind horizon rustle of silk and lace
Bitchy night’s diva yields to wheat-blonde tennis court crispiness
White gown of the sporty day immaculate and PR-pure excess
And I was tired from a sleepless night
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8. |
Decorator
06:11
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Why bother about matching colours
Ashen grey and bloody red
Poppy flowers bullet wounds
Lashmarks electrocution scars
God is a decorator
Why wonder about cute arrangements
Tsunamis make the neatest mosaics
Of bodies skulls and bright debris
Moving to behold and see
God is a decorator
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Random Premonition Berlin, Germany
Born in Cologne, Germany, living in Berlin, Peter Busse played in different punk, post-punk, folk, and krautrock outfits,
among which Roule Clan/Stolen Letters, Suicide à Trois, Shame Flute, Folie à trois, Fenws Gogwai, Natchka.
A multi-instrumentalist and trained singer, he writes and performs his music under the moniker Random Premonition since 2018
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