Feelings of the Night
A night long
Feelings

Hugs of hope
Since youth
Hugs

The wind carried you away
Unreachably far
The wind

Come into my hands
They are so warm
Come

So cold is this world
Glass and concrete
So cold

Our night begins
In silk and spring
Our night

Full of touches
Trust
Love

The ride in the night
Under yellow clouds
Sweet scent
Delicate shoulder blades

9 hours close
Scorpion jackets
Red moments
In the thicket of hope

The leaden casket
Pyramids within
Secretly stored
Worlds of one who has died

Reach me your hand!
So we may conquer the night
Glorious and greedy
Transcending blood and time

You offer me your sting
Untouched
Untouchable
Like a legend

Born in high-rises
On the eternal shores of the North
Encoded
Understood only by the initiated

The poorest stand in circles
Throwing invisible words
You want to catch them
With your sting

Turn to the boss of dreams
Ask for kind wishes
Fly on the sound of stars

Dissolution
Silence
Theft

So that sleep is endless
To lose no more
Because stars hum like gods

Choirs in blue
Concrete in splashes
Invisible handcuffs

The boss of dreams approaches
On a horse made of wishes
In a fog of stardust

We reach each other
On his shoulders
Mighty red shoulders

A light has grown
In me
In you
In us

A light came into the world
In the East
Where gardens bloom
And memories live

A light shines now
Born from silence
Close to the colorful mist
Where skylines rise

This light is for you
I’d like to give it to you
It comes from the heart
From me to you

Lastly the shadow in the eye
Spoken by the sick one
His glances speak

Dream-colored
Dead language
No one belongs to us!

The shadows encircle the sick one
Sweat-soaked his forehead shines
Reflecting ancient beings

We buy up cities!
Conquer entire streets
Victors from ****** battles

Shadows lie in the way
Thus the sick one stumbles
Above him a black sky

We have won!
War of the glass swords
Whisper us one more wish...

But the sick one sleeps
For the next thousand years
A red, true sleep

So far away
Far away
Far

The hyenas came
Saw and conquered
In the filthy whirlpool

Nowhere is there love
Or peace
Or fulfillment

I search for it
And so I fail
The search goes on

At the edge of a cliff
Before the gates of water
Full of silence

So far away
Far away
Far

For the last in life
Born in waiting lines
Standing in lines
Dying in lines

A song began from love
Soundtrack of the forgotten
No time to see
No time to stand still

Life is stress
The clocks called us yesterday
Today phones are screaming
Rush as a code

Their minds heavy with lead
Their eyelids weighed down
And children roam the land
Hating their fathers

So generations die
To become secrets
For the last in life
Born in waiting lines