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
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