I see them in a row
Above their bodies
Fish, a current
Which follow the same fate
Like heavy snowflakes
Which fall on their bodies
br/>To say that they follow the path
Which accompany death
I see them rise up
And fall back again
They gather together, the sheep
And believe they are right
To be wrong
I dream now
Over their bodies
And see them in a row
Who experience the same fate
Red dots on a white background
Above their bodies
On this dexterous path
Where the scenery burns
I see them as they stand there ¨vent
And retreat again
They flock together, the sheep
And believe they are right
To be wrong
I'm dreaming you're sleeping
I I lost the record of my body, because
The top quarter lives apart and squeaks like a horn that is close to death
I am a supportive wolf, who frees
Alone in winter, am I a case of winter if I attack life alone
May they govern me in a society suffering from paraplegia
This is where the musicians are seized by the management
Whether it is a false identity, but you have to identify yourself
Whoever frees himself acts on bleeding through magic
That's what I want
Control your bodies
That's what they do
They follow death

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