Tristane Songtext

nibelungen
tristane
wolltet ihr doch nie
die sonne töten
oder den wind
i always hate
socialistic smalltalk
but dried from blood:
the time
machines the sun
dekadente schwitzende
parfürmierte füllkörper
spacefillers
1000fuessler
bedrohen die geschichte
wollen wohl nicht
reden
tun aber
die sonne
the sun
shining with orangic harmony
for every race and one
wearm. beauty
zeitkörper
zeit zum korpus
ge-macht
"it's warm. i need a shower"
says the sun
"i feel very ill"
says the sun (confused)
"i feel very old"
feels the sun (apathetic)
"i soon" finally
states the sun
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