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Karl Ruprecht Kroenen
Everything goes to hell...
...anyway!
song of this day ... 
28th-May-2012 08:38 am
a part of "a sadness song"  so close to once uppon a time ...

... And we're wrapped inside our troubles 

And we're wrapped inside our pain 
And wracked with fires with longing 
And our eyes are blind with night 
With our fingers clutching coins 
And our thoughts burning with 'I' 
And our eyes cannot be sated 
With the world and its nightmares 
With the world and its dreams 
Though later they'll be filled 
With a small handful of dust 
And the gods appear on the altars 
And we recognise their face 
It's a face that we have carved there 
And it's full of fear and longing 
And promises and threats 
But they neither stoop to conquer 
Nor do they stoop to praise 
And the mines are void of diamonds 
That we carry in our rags ...






Karl Ruprecht Kroenen
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