Des Engels Flügelschlag
In Daseinsnächten
Ist nur ein Traum
Den die Welt nicht halten kann

Sehnsucht und Hoffnung
Erlöschen im Alltag
Das zitternde Herz

Bleibt unberührt

Der Schmerz kommt zurück
Irgendwann
Unerwartet jäh
Vernichtend (erlösend)

Wir sind nicht
Was wir scheinen
Was wir sein wollen
Wir sind, was wir sind

Who are you?
The same question
Almost every day

These bleak eyes
In the mirror aren't mine

Who are you?
Every day - I can't remember

I am a proud man
And life is no misery at all
I am a proud man
husband - father
And life smells good
But...

Who am I?
These bleak eyes
In the mirror aren't mine

Somewhere inside
Are withered pictures
Almost untrue
Drowned in wine
Kissed away
But...

Who am I?
These bleak eyes
In the mirror aren't mine

A rusty armament
A broken sword

Blood stained memories

Resurging - resurging

I had to burn a fucking kingdom
But...

Who am I?
These bleak eyes
In the mirror are mine...

Ich höre ihr Gelächter wieder
Manchmal viel zu laut
Sie sind nicht von dieser Welt
Sie nisten in Köpfen
Brüten in Gedanken
Und schlüpfen aus der Angst
Dämonisch wirbeln sie
Mit schlagenden Flügeln
Das Denken durcheinander
Bis alles zerbricht
Und tobende Stille Verzweiflung weckt

Murderer, murderer, murderer
Once I was a king betrayed
And I had to burn my fucking kingdom

Devourer, devourer, devourer
Music has turned so soundless
And I had to burn this fucking kingdom

Liar, liar, Befreier
Flamedoves rising
To burn this goddamned kingdom
Burn, burn, burn.

We were one - twin stars
But haughtiness turned out as a stumbling block

We were one - two burning souls
But haughtiness brought us the downfall

Woven tunes can wake the souls
Of the sleeping ones
Woven tunes can change this world
And heal the deepest wounds

We were one - twin stars
But haughtiness turned out as a stumbling block

True life is much more different
And souls are weak
Self-righteous - puerile dreams
We couldn't save anyone

Redemptive tunes turned out as spears
Cathartic words became a sword
Stones to smash the brother's head

I said:
"Your music is too weak
to save a soul perished by cold"

You said:
"Your words are to putrid to wake a sleeping child"
Stones, self-righteous stones
God loves you so much more than me
We lost ourselves in grudge

I took the stone and smashed your head
You took the stone and smashed my head

The one escaped in music mute
The other in empty words
Stones to smash the brother's head

Brudermord

Lost myself - somewhere outside
And while I delved into my splintered soul
She left this house - dancing with the sun
That I couldn't see anymore

This house is empty
Shelterlike prison - prisonlike shelter

Meaningless pictures at the walls
I can't see them - nothing there
Burned, drowned, erased
I solace myself in sleep and numbness

This house is empty
Shelterlike prison - prisonlike shelter

This cross is too heavy to bear
Where are you, brother?
I need you more than ever
In this cruel hour of death

This house is empty
Shelterlike prison - prisonlike shelter

Where are you?
Where are you?
Save me! Please!
Please!

In Sturmwehen sinnend
Ein zitternder Geist
Er stürzt mit endlosem Regen
Nieder zur Erde
Zerplatzt auf grauem Stein
Rinnt durch Furchen
In den Dreck der Unterwelt
Sinkt in die Erde, tief
In die zauberhafte Nacht
Um irgendwann, ungesehen
Klar aus Felsgestein zu sprudeln

Open your eyes and see the traces
In the sky and in the gutter
They were always there
But you didn't recognize

Open your eyes and feel the one
In every sacred moment
He was always there
But you didn't recognize

Unimagined ways
Into a life never expected
If you want nothing you'll get the whole

Open your heart and feel the touch
Of an honest tender spouse
Always there and by your side
No harm can break your soul

Open your heart and feel the touch
Of your children's lucent eyes
They know all secrets
Of your ever-sounding soul

Unimagined ways
Into a life never expected
If you want nothing you'll get the whole

Who are you?
You're not the sorrow that you feel
The past is gone
And you have survived
Your thoughts are the anvil
Your feelings iron
Your will is the hammer
So forge your wounds away

In the forge of your soul
You can change everything

Who are you?
You've lost so very much inside
But not yourself
There is still light

Your dreams are the anvil
Your love is iron
Your vigour is the hammer
So forge your ache away

In the forge of your soul
You can change everything

We save no souls
We open doors
To inner worlds
And unknown treasures

Selig sind, die da Leid tragen
Denn sie sollen getröstet werden

You have the keys
Save your oil
To light the lamp
When the shepherd comes

Selig sind, die da Leid tragen
Denn sie sollen getröstet werden