Crown
(Peer Lebrecht)
Hello...sweet confusion...come into my arms...
How long ?...
Cuts between my eyes...
How long ?...
I am waiting for the end
The great last Good-Bye
The sighing of the confused ones
In the essence of a lie
Kings of their own thrones
A cut between my eyes
My work is done – the crowd is dead
There´s nothing left but lies
CHORUS:
And every kind of falling down
Will be welcomed underneath my crown...
I´ll protect you from the world
Outside there in this noisy cage
Don´t be angry, raise your head
Our weapon will be rage
All the faces wearing masks
We´ll cut them into stars
Then as kings we´ll get the unction
The cure of thousand wars
CHORUS...
Be my princess, wear my crown
Live a life of light and joy
Behind the gates of my bright castles
Where the fate becomes our toy
All your wishes, all your dreams
Find rest inside my Head
Where a crown waits for your smiling
Alive or maybe dead...
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