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Born In 84...
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...Died In The 84th Year
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Childhood between Fürstenthal and Glitt
Mardschina
Running in the ivy valley
Mardschina
The tree for life
The air for sublimation
Burning volcano
My history is my religion
He moves cordially
Through vessels with the vessel full of fears
It forms volcanism
Forms allergy
I collect images under fertile skin
And they form the disease
The disease through which the vessel slips
The ship full of fears
I am not afraid
I do not stop
I push to the end
The darkness at the end of the tunnel
The young man was still being hunted
He had no other chance
He abused his imagination all the way
Pain pain
Where were you when I cut myself with my own scales?
One day I was impressed by these windows facing inwards
Everything was red, no sign of freedom
The right path was dialogue with the stranger
Trying to get through the wood
Trying to understand some sounds
I could not clean
Now I take it from the beginning
The signs take on colour
Traces too
Recreated creation
The clean volcano
Being able to understand wood
Managing to penetrate through sounds
The signs and traces recreated me
And now, somewhat at peace with his soul, I cast sympathetic glances at the inner cosmos, the only one
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Eine Kindheit zwischen Fürstenthal und Glitt
Mardschina
Rennend durch das Efeutal
Mardschina
Der Baum fürs Leben
Die Luft zur Sublimation
Brennender Vulkan
Meine Geschichte ist meine Religion
Er bewegt sich herzlich
Durch Schiffe mit dem Schiff voller Ängste
Es bildet Vulkanismus
Bildet eine Allergie
Ich sammle Bilder unter fruchtbarer Haut
Und sie bilden die Krankheit
Die Krankheit, durch die das Schiff schliddert
Das Schiff voller Ängste
Ich habe keine Angst
Ich höre nicht auf
Ich halte durch bis zum Ende
Die Dunkelheit am Ende des Tunnels
Der junge Mann wurde immer noch der gejagt
Er hatte keine andere Chance
Er hat seine Vorstellungskraft die ganze Zeit missbraucht
Schmerz, Schmerz
Wo warst du, als ich mich an meinem eigenen Maßstab geschnitten habe?
Childhood between Fürstenthal and Glitt
Mardschina
Running in the ivy valley
Mardschina
The tree for life
The air for sublimation
Burning volcano
My history is my religion
He moves cordially
Through vessels with the vessel full of fears
It forms volcanism
Forms allergy
I collect images under fertile skin
And they form the disease
The disease through which the vessel slips
The ship full of fears
I am not afraid
I do not stop
I push to the end
The darkness at the end of the tunnel
The young man was still being hunted
He had no other chance
He abused his imagination all the way
Pain pain
Where were you when I cut myself with my own scales?
One day I was impressed by these windows facing inwards
Everything was red, no sign of freedom
The right path was dialogue with the stranger
Trying to get through the wood
Trying to understand some sounds
I could not clean
Now I take it from the beginning
The signs take on colour
Traces too
Recreated creation
The clean volcano
Being able to understand wood
Managing to penetrate through sounds
The signs and traces recreated me
And now, somewhat at peace with his soul, I cast sympathetic glances at the inner cosmos, the only one
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