Texty

Five Lives

I´m living life of grey days

Where everything is fake

I´m going deep to darkness

Following your screams

How can I kiss all my faces

I´m so dimidiate

Difference of disparate matters

Can bring me to the end

I´m chained to the rock

Circling vultures are waiting for answers

 

You´ll never catch my soul, never catch my soul

You sound of emptiness

I´m coming to the wild, coming to the wild

As a friend of loneliness

I´ve never been prepared, never been prepared to lose this game

I´ll never leave this world, never leave this world

Without your agreement

 

I´m not able to revolt

Against my fate

Like a searching fool in the grass

In hope I´ll find a clover

I´m surviving in the polar night

Alone in the ice moorland

I wish I had five lives

To make my homes happier

Eaten in entrails of this age

Dreaming about 5 lives



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