I DON’T KNOW WHAT I OWN A herz oder A MIND
GOD KNOWS IF I AM REALLY LOGICAL oder I AM INOCENT AND KIND
I KNOW WHATS WRONG FOR ME AND ALSO WHAT IS RIGHT
BUT STILL MY MIND AND herz ALWAYS FIGHT
herz GOES IN SOME WAY AND MIND GOES SOMEWHERE ELSE
MIND SEES WHATS GOOD AND BAD BUT HEART’S SIGHT GOES ON HOW IT SOUNDS AND SMELLS
WHEN I HEAR TO MY MIND MY herz IS SAD
BUT IT DOESN’T KNOW IN FUTURE IT WOULD BE BAD
MY MIND IS PROUD OF ITS INTELLIGENCE
AND IT WANTS ME TO BE ITS EVIDENCE
HOW COULD I BE HAPPY
WHEN MY MIND IS FINE BUT herz IS HAVING CRANNY
AND I swing, schaukel IN BETWEEN
ALWAYS ONE IS GLOOMY AND OTHER IS SHEEN
IT’S ME WHO ALWAYS HAS TO SUFFER
FOR MAKING MY SOUL SAD I’LL CALL THEM DUFFER
BUT I Liebe MY herz AND ALSO MY MIND
MAY BE THEY AREN’T PERFECT, BUT THERES SOME PERFECTION THAT IN THEM I CAN FIND.
GOD KNOWS IF I AM REALLY LOGICAL oder I AM INOCENT AND KIND
I KNOW WHATS WRONG FOR ME AND ALSO WHAT IS RIGHT
BUT STILL MY MIND AND herz ALWAYS FIGHT
herz GOES IN SOME WAY AND MIND GOES SOMEWHERE ELSE
MIND SEES WHATS GOOD AND BAD BUT HEART’S SIGHT GOES ON HOW IT SOUNDS AND SMELLS
WHEN I HEAR TO MY MIND MY herz IS SAD
BUT IT DOESN’T KNOW IN FUTURE IT WOULD BE BAD
MY MIND IS PROUD OF ITS INTELLIGENCE
AND IT WANTS ME TO BE ITS EVIDENCE
HOW COULD I BE HAPPY
WHEN MY MIND IS FINE BUT herz IS HAVING CRANNY
AND I swing, schaukel IN BETWEEN
ALWAYS ONE IS GLOOMY AND OTHER IS SHEEN
IT’S ME WHO ALWAYS HAS TO SUFFER
FOR MAKING MY SOUL SAD I’LL CALL THEM DUFFER
BUT I Liebe MY herz AND ALSO MY MIND
MAY BE THEY AREN’T PERFECT, BUT THERES SOME PERFECTION THAT IN THEM I CAN FIND.
Time...
It keeps moving foward
Regardless of those who are forced
To Bewegen along with it
Time moves to the future
Is it fate that guides us
oder just a ripple effect of your thoughts
And actions we give out
Like a stone thrown into the water...
We are born into time
And the future is ahead
Waiting for us
To produce it
We are told the future is ours
But many take it for granted
Living our life with greed and pride
Never do we think twice, the Angel – Jäger der Finsternis and devil
On your shoulders have grown bored
Our conscience is a gift
If not used it will rot
An empty soul is an empty mind
Keep it open and keep it full
For all are different and yet we are the same
Part of the never ending journey through time...
the world is damned.
Du hide your fear and
think you're safe.
But fear finds everyone
sooner oder later.
Du hide your feelings
not to be hurt.
Du lock your heart
not to feel.
Du choose the words
covered with lies,
since the truth might
lead to repentance.
So Du run to where
Du find your peace.
Du run there to find
your comfort.
The place of your own
creation,
place full of hope,
your shelter.
In there you're alive,
in the place
of your mind.
The place where you
release all your desires,
place where Du hide
from your own failures.
