Slowly,Alice woke. The only source of light were the amber bulbs surrounding the mirror.
He gently raised his head and stared at the face before him.Then,he looked at his hands,as if they belonged to a stranger.
Well leashed fury looked out of eyes ringed in black,with a single vertical slash running through them.
The corners of his mouth had slashes as well,turning downward towards his chin.
His hair was long and shaggy.Wild and beautiful. That’s exactly what this man was.
He felt a screaming power course through him.An insane,clawing strength that threatened to overwhelm his senses,until he felt like the animal he was.
Until he was ready to rip them to shreds,if he so chose.
Tall and slender,he was dressed in black trousers,with a vest to match.
Scores of bracelets on each wrist. He breathed deeply,and picked up his hat,..a white Fedora,with a black band.
Pushing the hair out of his eyes,he put it on,turned and went out the door.
Down the dark corridor and up the ramp walked the greatest menace in the History of Rock,..
Just a Suicide
You dont care,
You dont know me,
I have no name,
that is all I am,
I’m just suicide
What led me here,
The pain I felt,
You will never know.
I lost my home,
Then took my life,
I’m just a suicide.
I wont be missed,
So there’s no crime,
No one will shed a tear,
No record of
the life I knew.
I’m just a suicide.
Actual moving footage of Kurt at 4:07 through 4:12.
Der’s my man,..Kurt,.on the left,..
Messing with a stick,and what looks almost like a dog.
Kurt Meyer,facing right,second one in,..
Kurt walking with a cane,through a trench,..
At a football match,with his friend,Max Wunshe
Kurt,up top,riding a tank,..
Kurt,in back with the smile,..
Kurt,rather tipsy and enjoying himself. Toasting with a friend,..
Kurt n Sepp
Smile for me,,…
I love this photo,..G'mornin,Kurt. (I know,Im late again-its the world interfering.)
I hate,hate,hate this photo. But Kurt’s in it,so,..
(Thank God they commuted his sentence of death by Firing squad.)
Kurt-far left back
Max,and Kurt(far right).