The gravedigger takes my measurements, prepares the coffin for me
He takes action with dignity and decency
He decorates my sins with flowers, they trail down deep
But they remain hidden from the world , I'll take her to the grave
I look at him and ask myself
Is it time yet
For the end of all nausea
I'm not ready yet
Heroes have to die, but we don't see that
We want to be the greatest in our lifetime
We join forces, we won't die
We are paving the way for a new one Away with our own hands
Where are your hands?
So I walk up the Zugspitze a second time
I breathe deeply and in the distance I see the gates of heaven
The key to a new world rests on my chest
I have turned everything upside down while still in free fall

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