" Da dies so ist, legt der Galeriebesucher das gesicht auf die Brüstung und im Schlußmarsch in einem schweren Traum versinkend weint er… "
The dream flew down Down from heaven's patience To hope with us for miracles Exorcise our strong beliefs Give motives to our murders And steal with us our miracles
Photo-sensitized We're in a daze of glory And smiling bravely through our tears In our gleaming eyes we feel now From what we are distracted And start to change our miracles
Where are the suns The violent storms we pray for We all are out there As we embrace our exile
We all are statues And cannot turn to stone We all are out there Our little islands we call home
We are the suns The violent storms we pray for We all are out there As we embrace our exile
Relieve our minds Carry on to save our angels As we indulge our glowing pride Create our lives Direct us all again to paradise And let us sleep in cooling winds
In our closing eyes we see now From what we were rejected And start to dream of miracles
" …im Schlußmarsch in einem schweren Traum versinkend weint er ohne es zu wissen "