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Dragon Slayer
05:03
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1 - Dragon Slayer
Ding Ding Dong
I'm feeling Numb
I'm chasing dragons
they're all gone.
I'm out here fighting
lost in hell
my sword my mind
the serpent slain
I fought for women
fought for men
they all betrayed me
I was dead
Ref.:
Got stabbed and stabbed
and stabbed again
You're wielding hate
I'm back again
Siegfried looked for challenges
a leaf-sized spot an opening
a lance met flesh and pushed on through
he's dead and that is all he knew
The sofa turns to torture
the serpent looks like you
I cannot fight with cowards
My path says: "Just be true!"
"What does it mean?",
my mind just asked.
It means that you received a task
It means that you've been raised by lies
it means that who you knew just hides.
A serpent, a betrayer.
The riddle is your life.
A dragon asks you questions
and you pick up your knife.
Ref.:
Got stabbed and stabbed
and stabbed again
You're wielding hate
I'm back again
Siegfried looked for challenges
a leaf-sized spot an opening
a lance met flesh and pushed on through
he's dead and that is all he knew
So here I am explaining
that I try to be true.
I'm passing on these questions
I riddle them to you.
My mind is dragon-slayer.
I try to dissect lies.
If I had all the answers
then I would never hide.
The truth is I feel anger.
That's just a part of life.
If spirit heads for madness
then nature claims his life.
Some people bask in sickness.
They praise themselves with cars.
I go alone in darkness
and stay away from bars.
I ditch my shoes in snow-storms
explain my self through art.
Most people would go crazy.
I'm true and that's my art.
So pride your self with weakness
and never know what's real
I've walked alone for years now
that's all I need to heal.
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2. |
Casting Thieves
07:00
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2 - Casting Thieves
Hello....
Christopher is starting to contain his self.
I work from where I belong
my booth is making me strong
the world no longer awake
What's true is that I am a fake.
Wait, What???
No god, but contemplation.
The middle is guiding my way.
From noose to "I'm on probation"
heaven is scared of my fate.
Heaven a bunch of pretenders.
I rather play chess in hell.
If Condescension's played well
your energy may just swell.
You drink on the streets
I'm for hire.
I slay what you dream of in hell.
I build a tank of desires
and shoot it at he who just fell.
Take a listen,
I take a piss.
I drink my coffee
with lots of bliss.
I aim a gun
the barrel smokes
no time to joke
I dream, then choke.
I blink we fly
stop getting high
you're low again
the middle's nice
mellow and grin
the top provides
yeah, right, let's spin...
So high from telling stories;
your lies are thieves to me.
A salesman's using worries
to reach inside his kin.
You see?
I feel we're all connected.
Let's shatter Amazon's dream.
Let's breathe and all get better
instead of shooting up things.
Vaccinations are a way
to get your money: That I say.
You try to doubt me
have your way!
I'm casting thieves
you liar
I'm honest when I can.
I may have old desires.
I'm working to be my best friend.
For that I accept nature.
For that I dance with truth.
Disintegrate desires
and what is left is you.
Empty now, where will you go?
Who will you nourish?
Still not you?
Asking questions is the way.
Answers come and you say "Nay!"
So cast your self a liar.
Make him pay his fine.
I'd rather be with nature
instead of giving you lies.
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3. |
Torture and Man
11:22
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3 - Torture and Man
Greetings man, let's sing,
this song I got from channeling
the truth I found by looking
at stuff I found in mind.
Confused and condescending.
A human just awoke.
Are humans condescending?,
or is it just a joke?
My eyes were never open,
or is this all a dream?
The truth I found: distortion.
I looked at suffering.
I looked at what I'm feeling
for one there's too much truth
I look and look, still looking
alone inside my booth.
Afraid to leave the house now
my path is suffering.
A conscious choice to some degree,
so who is suffering?
Alive and awoken, the joker has spoken,
a movie is trying to wake you up.
The conscious are nodding, the sheep just cannot stop.
Stop.
Take a breath,
and look at the world that we don't understand.
Is Maya the dream that we cannot escape?
Is everything fake and the reason we break?
Is Yoga solution or dumb as fuck?
If fuck's just a word then what is a truck?
Are women for man for the taking?
Is gender solution or choice?
Is guidance from Doctors confusion
and why do they cut people up?
Is dying the end or beginning?
Is sickness my threshold to heal?
I working with concepts demanding?
and how do I know what I feel?
Is asking such questions a sickness?
a way to free the heart?
Is seeing your parents still incest?
or a way to play my part?
Were witches burned cause they're conscious?
men tortured because they're awake?
Was torture dissolving old Karma?
or just humans that made others sick?
I look at now and here I am
and see my heart is suffering,
for what I see is what I know
looks wrong to me and so I chose
to speak out here and raise my head
If I had stopped then I'd be dead.
Humans got better at torture,
but say it's all for the best.
Is consciousness silently dying?
are pandemics really a test?
Are vaccs just deadly poison?
the answer I know screams YES!!!
but despite my heart that is knowing
my feeling is put to the test.
Is leaving the house a good choice now?
My mind has been at war.
I'm weighing my options less careful
and suddenly I feel less bored.
WOW.
My life has been directed.
The state wants to trap me within.
Omens of war are for power
and silence my way to be free.
A rhyme may seem like it's rhyming.
A heart may feel like pure gold.
Nature is screaming: I'm Dying
and I am afraid to let go.
I see my self as human,
but noone I know understands.
The further I look the less I am here
and sometimes I feel I may just disappear.
Forgotten, I left, I'm a wraith now.
I only exist from within.
Is Netflix the way that we pray now?
or does it not matter?, I see.
I could have waited for someone
else to tell you we're sick.
Instead I try to express how
what seeing translates from within.
I have been granted safe passage,
to tell you all the truth.
Africa has cleaned me
and so did not wearing my shoes.
So torture is something we've chosen,
my torture is turning within
is looking at what we have chosen
and seeing that everyone's grim.
No laughter in busses or churches.
No trying to see who we are.
A.I. no solution, but madness
as artists we show who we are.
Machines are taking now over
and men shrink into the couch.
VR makes porn seem more real now
your grandson was born and you're lost.
The time we have with each other
no longer a way to be free.
It seems we're in hate with each other,
but hatred still starts from within.
One by one you all crumble.
The last one just bought a new phone.
Now WhatsApp is taking him over.
That's all he'll ever now.
So torture is still a decision.
Sleeping was marketed well.
Just mark THE PEOPLE as evil
and children will learn to be sin.
A tortured soul shall no longer know
if what it knows is true or false.
A tortured soul is too confused
to stop to choose and have a goal.
A tortured soul can still be healed
this song must end, but hear me still:
A tortured soul is here to choose
if torture is what we must choose?
A tortured soul was never used,
but freely put its head in noose
and gave itself so willingly
to deathtraps of the industry.
A tortured soul still has a child
and that is why I healed my child.
I brought my self to nature
and learned to treat me nice.
I stopped with all the stuffing
and started throwing dice.
I dare a look at looking
and here I'm looking still.
If torture is solution
then read this and be still.
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4. |
Lost Souls
05:33
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4 - Lost Souls
Wow, I just found heaven
you're wandering around
I see you in a tavern
your eyes scream: Help me out.
My light says: "I will help you"
my shadow lets you drown.
My love will flow in circles
to see "What's this about?"
I found I will do nothing...
it's freedom, just do you!
Your choices are your own, man
you sit there cause you choose
you look at me with drowning eyes
your head is in a noose.
You sit at home and watch TV
and worship stuff like news.
You could have ordered tea, man,
you could have left the house
you could have gone to nature
but here you are and drown
you think that people leave you
although you sure felt glad
when you could be so vicious
and stop with this pretense
Pretending we are liars
while everything we say
is just a way to not freak out
we cling to "I'm betrayed"
Betrayed turns to betrayer
I cannot say what's real
I may have intuition
I'm lost, and still I'm here.
I do call something heaven
hell does that as well
what you think bad: Perspective!!!
Just go and find your well.
Lost soul is just a word man
you need to fill your cup
stop worshipping those demons
that trap you in your couch
Netflix may look pleasing,
I still think that you're weak
I just hiked through the night man,
and that with naked feet.
My trust I call my mantle
my suffering "resolve".
That's all I had to say
on topics of lost souls.
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5. |
The way to go
04:08
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5 - The way to go
Most my space is empty
I'm filling it with hate
art is transformation
I cannot see the plate
My eyes are full of sadness
I'm blind for what I see
I've closed my eyes a while ago
and now I drown in me.
I should be like a river
I've turned into the sea
or maybe I'm a swamp
that is too full to breathe
My heart has no desires
I cannot fill my cup
I'm draining my self tired
just smoke and give it up
instead I could go stronger
work with all that hate
transform my self for nature
and save what we have left
I cannot go on shopping
I'll stop with this pretense
I leave it to the people
that like to lie and glance
I never glance, I'm staring
I look at what I want
Desires that have weakened me
were left along the road
I'm bootstrap bill
I'm William
My heart is set on love
Devi Jones stopped listening
and failed to do his job
I cannot claim the ocean
and neither am I god
I'm just a puny human
I've said it with this song
I worship no pretenders
my heart knows what is real
if you want me to listen
then tell me how you feel...
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6. |
It never ends
04:52
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6 - It never ends
I lie awake at night, my hands heal broken bones;
the story of my life: what is going on?
The fudge, the fuck, the bloody hell?
I am so full, I want to yell!
My mind is full of people, my heart will never rest.
I'm flowing, I'm the ocean;
I wish I could just rest.
My life once seemed so simple:
I eat, I shit, I die,
and now I am responsible to keep you all alive.
Selfish me is dying, I live for someone else;
Nature needs my energy, I channel what I can.
I lost the one that started. I hated this at first.
If oneness takes a hold of you, then you can never rest.
If once you have been guided, to see from whence you came
then all you do is worship, nature is my friend.
I sing for each mosquito, I pray for all the bees.
My silence once seemed simple, I breathe for all who see.
I love the ones that struggle, I dive into their hell,
I pull you out your swamp, and teach you to make haste.
The life we lived is dying, the world needs honest men.
Society will crumble, this mess will be repelled.
Nature is no monster, we'll never snuff her out.
Rapé first seemed like torture and suddenly I'm back.
This song just started flowing, I type it with one hand,
the other is supporting, my once so heavy head.
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Toothless No More
09:05
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7 - Toothless No More
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
his shell was white and you're too small
your smile is fading when I rock
I do exist and that's a shock....
Your pride your self your weakness
science makes you proud
Repeat my self, I've seen this
and this is why I call
to anyone who listens, who wants to still be true
be still and start to listen
that's what I do for you
I see what you all wanted, the state sure wants a dime
while you all wanted healing, they thought that they could shine
they forced you to go running and get the shot, I knew
I told you all, please listen, it's not too late for you.
I'm grinning like a demon, an angel in disguise
I learned to spar with demons, to see what angel hides
I cannot hate the government, the middle is my guide
but there is so much pressure, I wish they would be nice.
I wish that we could change this, I'm working all the time
I work with what I'm seeing, and that sure takes some time.
My mind is a betrayer, I needed to watch out
or else I would betray her and that I cannot doubt
I've seen my mind take options and make them look like truth
what truth is is a feeling, so I turn off the news
the news are a distortion, they want you to freak out
so that your mind is racing, to waste your life on doubt
I doubt that politicians would spend a night in truth
truth you find in forests and maybe in your booth
the booth is your apartment, the place where you're alone
If I would have had children, it might have not worked out
So here I am explaining: I'm doing what I can.
I sacrificed the option to live my life like Ken.
I'm working from a distance, this song is sure too nice
let's bring in some distraction, my heart begins to fly
What on earth have you all said?
"Let's get the shot and freedom's back?"
you're living inside prison
your life's exactly that
what you think you call freedom
is what I call insane
your words are just confusion
look who runs the show
if Frodo heads for Mordor
then politics: Mount Doom.
I take the ring, it's greed my friend
and give it back to them
I say we let them have it
and work on our strength
we tell'em to go shoot up
while we go out and dance
let's stomp the ground:
no boots on
be true and take a chance.
My strength needs no religion
nature is my friend
she feeds me with my visions
she tells me about strength
my choice, my voice, your coward
go eat what you deserve
I'll let you have your livers
while I make lentil curr-iiiiiie
This song may mark an ending, this album is now done
all that's left is: sing it, I never liked to run.
My mind is on rebellion, rejecting what is weak
I rather do my cleansing, than shooting up with sheep.
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8. |
Ate
11:26
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9. |
What's this all about?
06:04
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BarbarianLunatic Germany
My name is Christopher Reusch and I have a very broad background. I am an artist in all kinds of fields and my main driver
is self-improvement and spirituality. My goal is o be the best version of my self that I can be and I like to challenge my self in all kinds of fields. Please consider buying an album if you like it. Thanks!
www.christopher-reusch.com
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