Tekster:
Crematory Just Dreaming

I hear your voice from beyond It cuts deep from my skin My life without aim - my life without sense My life without aim - my life without sense The

Oversættelse: Krematorium. ... Blot ved at drømme.

mind playing on tricks on you Everything over when you awaken Or is it an awakening in another dream Dreams of confusion - Dreams of confusion Dreams

Total darkness - Utter silence - no sentiment The sound of falling sand A gleam of light - A gust of wind - A silent shadow A sense of flapping winds

For centuries , life history has been an inexhaustible Source of inspiration for the spiritual and cultural existence The nectar of devotion is the

Schatten im Angesicht des Todes Wirre Bilder alte Geschichten Der Hauch des Todes vernebelt die Sinne Fixierter Wahnsinn - der Abhang von dem Sprung

I hear your voice from beyond It cuts deep through my skin My life without aim - my life without sense My life without aim - my life without sense The