Founds total 12 songs
Whispering
Whispering. Hear the ghosts in the moonlight. Sorrow doing a new dance. Through their bones, through their skin. . Listening. To the souls in the fools night.
Totally Fucked
[MELCHIOR]. There's a moment you know. You're fucked. Not an inch more room. To self destruct. . No more moves, oh, yeah. The dead end zone. Man, you just can't call.
Those You've Known
Those youve known and lost still walk behind you. All alone, they linger till they find you. Without them, the world grows dark around you. And nothing is the same until you know that they have found you.
The Mirror-blue Night
Flip on a switch and everything's fine. No more lips, no more tongue, no more ears, no more eyes. The naked blue angel, who peers though the blinds. Disappears in the gloom of the mirror-blue night.
The B*tch Of Living
God, I dreamed there was an Angel. Who could hear me through the wall. As I cried out like in Latin. "This is so not life at all". . Help me out, out of this nightmare.
Mamma Who Bore Me
Mamma who bore me. Mamma who gave me. No way to handle things. Who made me so sad. . Mamma, the weeping. Mamma, the Angels. No sleep in Heaven. Or Bethlehem.
Mama Who Bore Me (reprise)
Mamma who bore me. Mamma who gave me. Mamma, the Angels. Who made me so sad. . Mamma who bore me. Mamma who gave me. No way to handle things. Who made me so sad.
Mama Who Bore Me
Mamma who bore me. Mamma who gave me. Mamma, the Angels. Who made me so sad. . Mamma who bore me. Mamma who gave me. No way to handle things. Who made me so sad.
I Don't Do Sadness
[MORITZ]. Awful sweet to be a little butterfly. Just swinging over things and nothing deep inside. Nothing going, going wild in you, you know. You're slowing by the riverside, or floating high and blue.
Don't Do Sadness / Blue Wind
Awful sweet to be a little butterfly. Just swinging over things and nothing deep inside. Nothing going, going wild in you, you know. You're slowing by the riverside, a-floating high and blue.
Don't Do Sadness
Moritz:. Awful sweet to be a little butterfly. Just winging over things and nothing deep inside. Nothing going, going wild in you, you know. You're slowing by the riverside, or floating high and blue.
Blue Wind
{Awful sweet to be a little butterfly. Just swinging over things and nothing deep inside. Nothing going, going wild in you, you know. You're slowing by the riverside, a-floating high and blue}.
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