Formulate our species' hopes cut the twine in little ropes
If all the angels cannot sleep lull into a decorative peace
The information we contain pulls us down in a muddy lake
And now we trek restlessly grafting onto anything
That we will never find ourselves alone
Where have our fathers' hopes and feathers gone
Slip it in the humans' tea
Our dna on a boat in the euphrates
Want to bathe in this gene pool
Want to drain out this gene pool
And we will never find ourselves alone
Where have our fathers' hopes and feathers gone
Formulate our species' hopes cut the twine in little ropes
If all the angels cannot sleep fall into a decorative peace
The information we contain pulls us down in a muddy lake
And now we trek endlessly grafting onto everything
That we will never find ourselves alone again
Where have our fathers' hopes and feathers blown away

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN