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Vocals: H. Reppich
Guitars/Programming: T. Tillmann
Guitars: T. Link
Bass: V. Stratmann
Drums: H. Wohlauf
Synth: M. Rudolf
Female Vocs: K. van Nahmen
music & lyrics by T. Tillmann
Recorded at UN Headquarters in early 2011
Produced, Mixed and Mastered by T. Tillmann
Guitars/Programming: T. Tillmann
Guitars: T. Link
Bass: V. Stratmann
Drums: H. Wohlauf
Synth: M. Rudolf
Female Vocs: K. van Nahmen
music & lyrics by T. Tillmann
Recorded at UN Headquarters in early 2011
Produced, Mixed and Mastered by T. Tillmann
1. Strophe
One mournful fate will strike with force
and death occurs without recourse
One life is gone as sudden as a blink
One name is left to be written in ink
Refrain
Disturbing reflections of my troubled heart
Encounter death and make my mind go insane;
Flesh will be rotten and life will depart
But true remembrance will always remain.
2. Strophe
I hear the cries through distance and time
the message is brought - so dead so sad;
nothing is left and nothing will be;
I feel destiny’s hand choking me
Zwischenteil
All day and night, along the road,
The cross stands still and bleak,
It carries a message - a silent ode;
Beware, here lies a soul so meek.
3. Strophe
One final prayer is said with tears,
The body is lowered into the grave
The weeping bereaved vainly crave
For one last glimpse before it disappears
One mournful fate will strike with force
and death occurs without recourse
One life is gone as sudden as a blink
One name is left to be written in ink
Refrain
Disturbing reflections of my troubled heart
Encounter death and make my mind go insane;
Flesh will be rotten and life will depart
But true remembrance will always remain.
2. Strophe
I hear the cries through distance and time
the message is brought - so dead so sad;
nothing is left and nothing will be;
I feel destiny’s hand choking me
Zwischenteil
All day and night, along the road,
The cross stands still and bleak,
It carries a message - a silent ode;
Beware, here lies a soul so meek.
3. Strophe
One final prayer is said with tears,
The body is lowered into the grave
The weeping bereaved vainly crave
For one last glimpse before it disappears
