Album: other songs

Level 5

level 5

in the center of the sound she´ll travel

through the darkness of a spinning wheel
til her ears are slowly dying
in this velvet she can´t hear
and in the storm
that´s carryin´ her

across the border
running upstairs
but she was always reaching level 5

opened chests are singing hymns of morning
it´s so strange to touch a sunbeam
with organs bare
she´s cutting out her heart
to enjoy the silence
and in the flesh of death
she´ll see no sin

across the border
running upstairs
but she was always reaching level 5

Words: vogeltanz 1995