There is no return
No burning embrace
This rain, it devours the earth,
devours the land and tears the bottom
...and shuns the fire
...torn the soul
It snows and breathes,
In my old heart
wood and clay, old gods,
They burn and decay
They rise from the water
From the burning streams
The sun's cry raging flames
From the thawing marsh
...your gods are three
Let me be the wasteland< br/>...dripping sun
Let me be thirsty
...come down in the autumn of my eyes
Ignite my casket
... the dripping eye
is too hungry, no future
And the sun bathes my scars
In the cauldron of anger
In the embrace of anger
Dripping sun
come down in the autumn of my islands
You dripping eye
Rise these joints!

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN