I draw in black paint On the wall a stupid word For me it is not important It's not new for you For me it is vain But it's necessary for you I paint it in black I paint it out of line
A bullet in the heart The brain hangs on the door The nimbus and the wings We put on White robe The soul in the skies We'll pack in a box We'll let it free A bullet in the heart The brain hangs on the door The nimbus and the wings We put on White robe The soul in the skies We'll pack in a box We'll let it free
The time is 20:10 again I'm not with you at the moment You're sitting in the corner crying Maybe you fool me around I like to listen to you Please open your soul for me No thoughts would do here The time is 20:20 again
A bullet in the heart The brain hangs on the door The nimbus and the wings We put on White robe The soul in the skies We'll pack in a box We'll let it free A bullet in the heart The brain hangs on the door The nimbus and the wings We put on White robe The soul in the skies We'll pack in a box We'll let it free