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Frohes Neues wünsche ich Euch! :-) Ich melde mich mal zurück aus der Musikwerkstatt. Bei mir sind derzeit zwei Alben in der Mache - das eine ist fast fertig und wird dann nochmal überarbeitet in Sachen Mix (s. unten) und das neue Corona-Projekt ist ein anderes Konzept-Album, bei dem ich mir sehr zu Herzen genommen habe, die Songs zusammen mit Gitarre und Gesang spielen zu können - hat also den Anspruch Live ohne große Mühen spielbar zu sein!
Viel Spaß und weiterhin frohes Schaffen an alle MoMler!
Viel Spaß und weiterhin frohes Schaffen an alle MoMler!
A GIFT OF EVIL (Entwurf)
A gift of evil I received.
- A touch which changed my mind, plagued and faint.
Forsaken landscapes I pass
- My new master's home is where my lesson starts.
- He'll teach me how to trans-form an army of bones into living flesh.
I feel - a shiver from the past.
Can I - revive the love I lost.
In all these years, the great - war never ended.
- a mountain of corpses, is rising -up - the german land.
- a hope for peace in sight - but ruined by the kings.
I feel - a shiver from the past.
Can I - revive the love I lost.
She was stabbed and punished by the might.
A witch, that's what she was called.
They burned her like a pathetic hog.
Damned by those she gave their love.
Rumours spread decease.
Accusation's seed.
Im-prisoned, left to rot.
Until the rabble laughs.
I feel - a shiver from the past.
Can I - revive the love I lost.
No restrictions in the force I inhaled.
A burning picture I hold in my bare hands.
I call the source that flows -through my veins.
Feel my grief with every step I take.
Her curly hair, so golden in the sun.
I want to taste her lips again.
A gift of evil I received.
- A touch which changed my mind, plagued and faint.
Forsaken landscapes I pass
- My new master's home is where my lesson starts.
- He'll teach me how to trans-form an army of bones into living flesh.
I feel - a shiver from the past.
Can I - revive the love I lost.
In all these years, the great - war never ended.
- a mountain of corpses, is rising -up - the german land.
- a hope for peace in sight - but ruined by the kings.
I feel - a shiver from the past.
Can I - revive the love I lost.
She was stabbed and punished by the might.
A witch, that's what she was called.
They burned her like a pathetic hog.
Damned by those she gave their love.
Rumours spread decease.
Accusation's seed.
Im-prisoned, left to rot.
Until the rabble laughs.
I feel - a shiver from the past.
Can I - revive the love I lost.
No restrictions in the force I inhaled.
A burning picture I hold in my bare hands.
I call the source that flows -through my veins.
Feel my grief with every step I take.
Her curly hair, so golden in the sun.
I want to taste her lips again.
