| Alone with my shadows I’ve come
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| To sing the twilight’s hymn every time
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| A new day dawns onto a place most desirable
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| Grateful disembodiment
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| .to pierce some holes into our horizon of perception
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| Which new imaginations could penetrate thru…
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| Our dreams will shine like thunder
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| On a senseless rainy day
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| Wrapped in the dank breathing
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| Of both nature and man
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| The stars look all too near
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| The senses lie so far
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| But it’s not the way we fear
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| It’s more the thing we are
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| The stars look all too near
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| The seasons, oh, so dark
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| It’s not the way we fear
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| It’s more the way we are
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| Didn’t pain prove life
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| With its reasons all hallowed
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| Didn’t fight prove darkness
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| With its shadows eclipsed?
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| .und die Maschine der Welt kehrt zurück…
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| Auspressend den Lebenssaft aus meinen Knochen
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| Bin erneut Vergangenheit, ohne Herz, trist und kalt
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| Die tote Zeit legt ihren kalten Körper auf meine feuchte Haut
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| .und wird zur Ewigkeit…
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| Didn’t pain prove life
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| With its reasons all hallowed
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| Didn’t light prove darkness
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| With its shadows eclipsed
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| Alone with my shadow I’m gone
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| Still I hear the twilight’s hymn everytime
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| Life continues its sculptures
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| Like poetry without rhyme! |