In memory

I'm sitting here alone
only memories around
Fading pictures of what has been
and never again will be
The truth is so hard to attain
The thought is so bitter so cruel
Don't know why to live on
Please help me...

No time to be sad at all
Life goes on and on
I will always remember you
no matter which roads you'll choose
And be sure no matter where you are
in my memories I will keep you alive
So I write this song and take my guitar
Listen to your music and fly to where you are
I don't know where this place is
I don't know how to call it
But this journey makes a force rise in myself
A force so strong an invincible force
Nothing's to fear everything's clear
The ultimate truth I have found
Now I'm free - no more boundaries around
And be sure no matter where you are
in my memories I willl keep you alive

Dedicated to Chris Oliva
- Zöller -

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 A moment to think

If you are able save for them a place
inside of you and save one backward glance
when you are leaving for the places they came.
No longer go be not ashamed to say you loved them though
you may or may not have always.
Take what they have left
and what they have tought you with their dying
and keep it with your own.
And in that time when men decide
and feel save to all the war insane
take a moment to embrace those gentle heroes
you left behind.

- From "Hamburger Hill" -

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An immortal dream

One man cast a lingering spell of awe and wonder
of magical innocence, overcoming evil
of simple courage and conquering fear.
He gave us the legend that will live forever in our hearts.

Three rings the elven-kings under the sky.
Seven for the dwarf-lords in their halls of stone.
Nine for mortal men doomed to die.
One for the dark-lord on his dark throne
in the land of Mordor where the shadows lie.

Come to Middle-Earth a world beyond the furthest reaches of your imagination.

Tolkien triumphed with the perception that a
single dream is more powerful than a thousand realities

- From J. R. R.Tolkiens "Lord of the rings" and the original motion picture poster -

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Voices in my head

I 'm sitting here alone.
Hello it's me again.
I'm so tired of feeling like a thousand men.
Well it's the old problem it's still in my head.
I wasted my time and it was all that I had.

I'm longing for the future.
I'm longing for yesterday.
I'm so sick and tired I cannot even seize the day.
Am I a fool or am I a dreamer?
The things I'm looking for can't be hidden that good.

I want to meet my friends
and I want to be alone.
I'm so fucking happy but I'm starting to moan.
I got words in my mind
but I don't know what to say.
These voices in my head please take them away.

I'm standing on a mountain looking down.
Want to go - want to stay
want to be silent - want to say
what's in my head but I can't
Nobody can read my mind and I'm too exhausted to explain.

- Zöller / Funke / Steenken -

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In the follwing you find the first lyrics from our coming new album::

Prologue

She stood in a room made of mirrors.
She stood in a room made of glass built to be broken.
When all the walls came tumbling down she didn't know why.
She always gave away her crown she didn't know why.
But finally at last he told her why he had loved her.
Yes finally at last he knew the reason for making her perfect
He said:
"You are my sweetest symphony.
You're everything that I want you to be.
Not even a princess but I'm your king.
A kind of marriage without a ring."

She didn't notice what's going on.
She didn't notice what he was going to do with her.
And when he called she came around she didn't know why.
It must have been his voices sound she didn't know why.
But finally at last the mirrors broke and she could not stand it.
Yes finally at last the mirror broke
'cause she could not stand remebering him:
"You are my sweetest symphony.
You're everything that I want you to be.
Not even a princess but I'm your king.
You cannot fly with a broken wing.

You are my sweetest symphony.
You're everything that I want you to be.
Not even a princess but I'm your king.
Now let the funeral choir sing.

- Funke -

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Pretender

When he first met her on the street he knew the reason why.
He knew she thought the world of him.
He knew she stayed to cry.
He invited her for dinner and he listened to her tales.
She thought that he would never dare to tell her when she fails.
Never dare to...
and when she failed...
Never dare to...

He came closer and closer to give her what she was longing for
He came closer and closer and a silent call came right from the door

He always took her in his arms when the time had come.
And when he whispered silently all her tears had gone.
He could have turned water to wine.
He turned the glass to stone.
She thought that he would never dare to tell her when she's wrong.
Never dare to...
when she was wrong...
Never dare to...

He came closer and closer to give her what she was longing for.
He came closer and closer and the silent call came right from the door.
He came closer and closer just like her mother did before.
He came closer and closer - again she started to ignore.

"Have you ever been in love like the way it's now?"
he asked her very patiently and she took a bow.
"I was alone and I was silent.
I was longing for a touch.
You gave me reason to believe that's why I'm loving you this much.
I never thought that there would be someone else who cares for me
but today I changed my mind - I think you'll always be this kind."
Never dare to...
but she was wrong...
Never dare to...

Closer and closer and closer...

- Funke -

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