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Gott der du bist im Himmel Ich weiß was dich quält Gott der du bist im Himmel Ich weiß was

Late at night Wondering where you are tonight I feel the sadness in my heart I miss the times Being

My life trapped in between A whisper and a scream A suicide machine of my own making You medicate my

Every time they turn the lights down Just wanna go that extra mile for you Public display of affection Feel’s

I see the Red Sea part in front of me I see the desert clouds bleed above me I’m with

The practise of harmony Is a delicate thing The tension preceding The bow and the string It’s just how you

Come, approach My trusty jackal’s nose Don’t try to lie Cause I can smell your hide Leave your body Leave

Through acrid clouds of summer flies The garden swells with a thousand more wise Forever flung to celestial dreams Clawing