Vielleicht noch eine Stunde dann wird wieder wie jeden tag um diese zeit alles um uns herum verschwimmen. dann werden die konturen unscharf und wer dann noch sagen kann, was schwarz war und was weiß, der versteht was von twilight.
Who will try to brake the chain? Who will try to start again? Who will try to heal the blind? Who will try to turn the tide? Who will try to end this reign? Who will try to jump this train? Who will dare, to do what's right? Who must die to end this fight?
I hope its me, i hope its you, to find a hole to pull as through, I hope its you, I hope its me to break theses chains, and set us free. Set us free!
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