i recently dreamt of you with a face to fall in love with and a voice to make me smile. but i fell asleep sinking in a gap cut in the earth to bury me tonight. people watch the same graves for a hundred thousand years waiting for someone to tell them why everyone is here. i awake in a coffin, turn around just to notice your abscence and the empty spot is filled with blackened wood. first I'm lifted, then they nail that coffin shut. and when the shiver starts, i'm released to rest in the mud.
wir tragen mehr als nur einen traum zu grabe. wir graben nach dem sinn und nach dem grund.