
Haengemattenmann
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Das is ein relativ alter Text von mir, aus der Zeit, als ich noch englische Texte geschrieben habe, müsste so ca. 1,5Jahre alt sein.
Wie fast alle meine englischen Texte, ist auch der recht düster und im Vergleich zu meinen deutschen Texten auch etwas spärlicher...
Wie fast alle meine englischen Texte, ist auch der recht düster und im Vergleich zu meinen deutschen Texten auch etwas spärlicher...
Suicide of a Believer?
Without any notes
He turned away
And followed his thoughts
Under a joyfull face
lied a broken soul,
a crying heart
with a single hope
Because the world
made his soul scream
Because the world
took his breath
There is a tree on a hill
17 years old
and it´s time to kill
thought the boy
and ended his life
The life beyond the death
without lies
The life beyond the death
without coldness
He couldn´t stand it nomore
without any fear
On the way to the Resurrection
he was sure
There is a tree on a hill
17 years old
and it´s time to kill
thought the boy
and ended his life
Only the tree reminds of him
Did he die for nothing?
For everything?
Do you know it?
Everyone who knew him
knew it
But nobody knew him
Without any notes
He turned away
And followed his thoughts
Under a joyfull face
lied a broken soul,
a crying heart
with a single hope
Because the world
made his soul scream
Because the world
took his breath
There is a tree on a hill
17 years old
and it´s time to kill
thought the boy
and ended his life
The life beyond the death
without lies
The life beyond the death
without coldness
He couldn´t stand it nomore
without any fear
On the way to the Resurrection
he was sure
There is a tree on a hill
17 years old
and it´s time to kill
thought the boy
and ended his life
Only the tree reminds of him
Did he die for nothing?
For everything?
Do you know it?
Everyone who knew him
knew it
But nobody knew him
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