Die Welten Eng
The winter cold
of the past
The winter cold represents the past
From winter to spring, the end of the past
Close the door behind you.
The past no longer waits.
The winter cold stands for the past.
The warmth of spring is now.
The flower of hope blooms de licately .
From winter to spring,
walking through the sn ow
But now I have found the lucky clover.
Spring garden, the flowers
and the varieties are abund ant.
Natural splendor begins.
A tree is a forest, a flowe r has awakened.
Amidst rose vines a tsunami of ideas.
Geisha sits among the rose vines.
Warmed by the sun's rays,
this grass is full of brilliance .
The winter cold stands for th e past
The cold
of the past winter
The cold of the winter represents
the past From winter to spring,
the end of the past This closing
of the door behind the past no longer waits.
The cold of winter represents the past.
The warmth of spring is now.
Gently blossoms the flower of hope.
Walking in the snow from winter to spring
But now I have found my lucky clover.
Spring garden, flowers and a great variety.
Natural splendor begins.
Trees are forests, flowers are awakened.
A tsunami of ideas amid rose vines.
A geisha sits among rose vines.
Warmed by the sun,
The cold of winter represents the past
in a magical land,
make this happy
freedom of your dreams
in a magical land
this will make you happy
will make freedom of you r dreams
in a magical land
this will make hap py freedom
of your dreams
is time
It has no rules
to make you h appy
take it from you to s ay.
This is how you shall liv e.
You decide who
has received
and thus ente r you.
Enter the black marble floor.
The mirror room is on fire
Porcelain dishes are read y.
The night begins,
It is time
It's your magic casket
This restricts your acti ons
and impulses
The garden
in the shadow labyrinth
The garden in the shadow labyrinth
What attracts desire
The apple of the falle n angel Lucifer
Create this clear paradise in darknes s
Like the stars in the night It shines her e in the light
The host Lucifer is here!
Where did this poisonou s fruit come from?
Lucifer tells me where this apple came from .
An army of angels gathers on the horizon
Poison apples from the Garden of Eden
Snow White.
in birth of a w inter night.
Black land
of the dark sand
From blood would this wine
distilled here in my hand.
In this black land
full of dark sand.
This land seems to me
like a single night,
as I stand here
and look into th e darkness
in my eyes the icy tears
the icy tears
of the wind.
Behind me t his long way
from the past time,
far from here,
I stand here n ow in the middle
in the darkness.
Around me fog,
go further into th e night.
Does this wind bring with it
the change,
my thoughts are
only ideas
what could be ,
or are they this
what once was
in a time long g one.
Thoughts of this time
which I prefer
no longer rem ember wiill
But images are in my head.
Thoughts lie in the wind.
Wind they sway
in front of me.
I read in the sc hrieft
of the winter.
Can read this letter,
but I do not understa nd
the language no longer.
Out of the shadows
the rats come out.
Here you are now arrived
At night, in ruins
At night, in ruins
Buried in ice and snow
Where once stood man y gray walls
Apples of fallen angels
From the Garden
of Eden to Snow White's
poisoned apple
Contains the bla ck magic
of the devil's poisoned ap ple.
Feel the energy of darkness.
Night in the ruins
At night in the ruins
buried in ice and sn ow
where once were many gray walls
fallen angel apple
From the Garden of Eden to Snow White
poisoned apple
contains black m agic
The poisoned apple o f the devil.
Feel the dark energy.
This metalLadyrinth
Labyrinth made of metal,
surrounded by grids in th e
half-light behind a curtain o f fog
Everything seems unreal
here at the edge at night
everything never to have awakened from a dream,
But in between no longer dream,
let alone wake up.
Labyrinth of metal, surrounded by bars
in semi-darkness behind a curtain of fo g
Labyrinth of metal
Tears are reflected
you are the pain th at pierced me.
A path leads to a labyrinth
that seems to be made of m etal.
In front of me is a metal labyrinth ,
Everything here seems so unreal.
Much time has passed here
in this dark future v ision.
Guided by dark forces
you are lured into the n ight.
Metal labyrinth -
Reflect tears,
Surrounded by bars evening twilight.
Behind a curtain of fog ,everything looks unreal .
Here it shines on the edge of the night
All that never woke from a dream .
But during more dreams .
Far from waking up.
In semi-darkness behind a curtain of fog .
Labyrinth of metal .reflecting tears,
You are the pain that pierced me .
Way leads to the labyrinth
what seems to be made of metal.
In front of me is a maze of metal
Everything here is unreal.
In this dark vision of the future.
Guided by the power of darkness.
There ripen dark fruit
of doubt,
on this w illow tree
Dark fruit of doubt is ripening,
on this willow tree
of doubt on the lak e of hopefulness
in the black colored this water
of deep black thoughts.
These fruits of doubt ripen,
on the dark tree in the shad owy space,
barely here and you drown
in depessions.
All memories h eld tight
in the thought cloth,
old events,
rewritten.
The hours from the past
are in our memories
until the rest of your
of your lifetime.
This shoot of the rose branch
This new shoot of the rose bra nch
of destiny,
Fire red th e r oseblooded.
The mischief of the past,
tries to catch up
the traces to the present
to the present.
Look at this rose branch,
this new branch
of destiny. Again and again
the looping shadows
To the dark hour.
How this pisma
of light breaks
I am consume d by deep
black thoughts
the lightless co lors of the raven.
filled future.
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