Closterkeller - Pryzmat

Along the steep mountains
Overgrown with moss
Follow me, walking silently,
I know everything

The silence is torn by sources of murmur,
Pure white within you

Blue heals me from everyday life where
I feel more, I see more than I would like
Where anger and fear flood me with a wave from human hearts
Unwanted thoughts flood my head with rain
Venom of strange emotion seeps into the blood

You don't know how much a scream can hurt
Someone unaware
You don't know how this gift burns me
Unreal
When I feel exactly what someone else feels
When standing next to
It has a soul of poisonous truth juice
Floods again
And only in the arms of the mountains - like here
I find peace

Sometimes I drink a laugh that fades away when
The blood on hands I see dark, it trembles like black mercury
I stroke someone else's dream
I can feel the soft taste of your tears

Over a broken leaf, over a broken flower
You cry - wanting to be a storm...

Like a harlot, the mind bares its body
Throwing the robe away, it rushes naked towards me

You don't know how much a scream can hurt
Someone unaware
You don't know how this gift burns me
Unreal
When I feel exactly what someone else feels
When standing next to
It has a soul of poisonous truth juice
Floods again

When I feel exactly what someone else feels
When standing next to
It has a soul of poisonous truth juice
Floods again
And only in the arms of the mountains - like here
I find peace

Over a broken leaf, over a broken flower
You cry - wanting to be a storm...