Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kevin Lauterjung
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Your seasons lay barren, they've turned into this:
A mark on your white winter dove
Under swimming pools you cried your hidden abyss
While we both just laughed and made fun
But I know how much you love
The ghosts, they die screaming, their sheets all in twists
Though straightened once they've laid you out
An end is. Your ending, it cried, "Certain is this!"
It sounds, "(Nothing)" with your face in the mud
And I saw your end on the screen
So now it's time to start pulling teeth
Don't go
Don't let them take you in
Don't...
Because I can't see a thing in nothing
The clouds are misshapen, just to block out the Sun
His back to the warm, loving light
But dead chests seeking beauty can't turn cold [in]to snow
Ashes are all that can fall
And I kick them up to the sky
Let them find some rest in the heights
But don't go
Just don't be the moon tonight
Don't...
'Cause I can't see a thing
This rest turned cold sleep
I just want to wake up into light
And yes, there is wind here
And yes, it is everywhere
And let it drain me of my mind
My body to the sky
My body to the sky
Written by: Kevin Lauterjung