Wolfsheim
Miscellaneous
I run
through the walls, I hear songs
as if from another world
a cross appears in the sky
if I knew, what still keeps me here
in deep pain
washed away by life
the mountain of bliss
the only thing I have ever felt with you
and I run...
up to you
bright choirs sing to me
about your divinity
where my heart drowned
silk veils become a dress
like naked slave flesh
I'll soon be standing in front of you
in front of the white gates of heaven
if I don't freeze to death on the way
and I'll run...
up to you
the world, smeared with blood
makes my soul sore
the cloud is waiting at the abyss
and the earth suddenly becomes so colorful
and I run...
to up to you

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