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02. Salvation
03. These Days Are Gone
04. In einem verlassenen Zimmer



02. Salvation

Salvation
Please free our body, mind and soul
Salvation
Is what we are longing for

I hear them screaming for salvation
Our sinful bodies have to be destroyed
We will create a divine new nation
The old world order has to be destroyed

I will be your leader will you follow me
Yes we will
To the land where everyone will be free
We'll be free

Salvation
Please free our body, mind and soul
Salvation
Is what we are longing for

Through me they'll come to revelation
We have to free our captured souls
I'm the one who'll guide them to liberation
The eternal truth shall be our highest goal

In the moment of pain will you hold my hand
Yes we will
I will lead you to the promised land
The promised land

Salvation
Please free our body, mind and soul
Salvation
Is what we are longing for


03. These Days Are Gone

I know I'm wrong
My house is not a home
I'm not so strong
I will be lost alone

You know you're wrong
You'll never be alone
You will be strong
Your heart will find a home

I always remember the days in the sun
These days are gone

On that day
On that day I saw your face
Lightened up from deep inside
My heart longs
My heart longs for your embrace

My deepest fear
Is to lose my maid
I can't stay here
I am so afraid
I know you fear
You'll never lose your maid
If you stay here
You don't have to be afraid

I always remember the days in the sun
These moments are treasures
But now they are gone
I always remember the days in the sun
These days are gone

On that day
On that day I saw your face
Lightened up from deep inside
My heart longs
My heart longs for your embrace
My soul revealed, no need to hide


04. In einem verlassenen Zimmer

Fenster, bunte Blumenbeeten,
eine Orgel spielt herein.
Schatten tanzen an Tapeten,
Wunderlich ein toller Reihn.
Lichterloh die Büsche wehen
Und ein Schwarm von Mücken schwingt
Fern im Acker Sensen mähen
Und ein altes Wasser singt.

Wessen Atem kommt mich kosen?
Schwalben irre Zeichen ziehn.
Leise fließt im Grenzenlosen
Dort das goldne Waldland hin.

Flammen flackern in den Beeten.
Wirr verzuckt der tolle Reihn

An den gelblichen Tapeten.
Jemand schaut zur Tür herein.
Weihrauch duftet süß und Birne
Und es dämmern Glas und Truh.
Langsam beugt die heiße Stirne
Sich den weißen Sternen zu.

Wessen Atem kommt mich kosen?
Schwalben irre Zeichen ziehn.
Leise fließt im Grenzenlosen
Dort das goldne Waldland hin.