Like so many times under the cover of night
Today I built a fire
Not able to resist the frost as usual
No, I want to go traveling in the sea of u200bu200bflames
So let's get to work, with a hard hand
It's being stirred up  soon the fire will rage
The sparks will hit the sky
So that they carry me into the afterlife
My flesh is kindled for the ascension
br/>The flames give me wings
As black smoke I rise up
The little cloud of soul drives away from there
His little body on its ascension,
Will travel to the Wind blows away
What remains of him, no more than soot
In Ewigheim falls to the ground
As so often before, I carefully packed my suitcase
Today too< br/>But it doesn't contain the tried and tested seven things
That make my journey comfortable when traveling
No, I'm lucky enough to have it in my luggage
Not much of it, just a last look back< br/>To sunshine and beautiful days
Which I carry very deep - in my heart
In the end - into the fire
And with that - to the grave
A poor spirit lost his laughter
Then he set out to ignite himself
Whatever he managed in the emergency
He jumps into the fire, the suitcase first
Is sure that it only can get better

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