Diorama

Da dies so ist, legt der Galeriebesucher
das gesicht auf die Br?stung
und im Schlu?marsch in einem
schweren Traum versinkend weint er…
The dream flew down
Down from heaven's patience
To hope with us for miracles
Exorcise our strong beliefs
Give motives to our murders
And steal with us our miracles
Photo-sensitized
We're in a daze of glory
And smiling bravely through our tears
In our gleaming eyes we feel now
From what we were distracted
And start to change our miracles
Where are the suns
The violent storms we pray for
We all are out there
As we embrace our exile