05/11/02 22:44:31 5yLzYA9X0
Night with the attempt
How deep it is would have killed today night, as I someone!
Who allays your thirst?
Someone taumt of you. You dream of no one.
Who allays your thirst?
Schweigener bird took off, nightly words melted.
No one wishes that you remain alone yourself you.
Black lovers arrive at the bank, where all ausstrab.
Black stigma already is stamped.
If you are translated the blood river,
that very last drop the did nothing drink,
your very first name becomes on the hands gebrandtmarkt.
You are my wound. I will kill someone.
How deep it is today night with the tender attempt