Drunk on the blood
Stuck to the rug
He vomits nostalgia
As the casualties
Watch him seethe
With careful curiosity
With a raw dialogue
An effort to waste
He gives his sermon
Afterall lyrics

saw you on the tv
but that's not how i remember
know that you can't se
But his words are pointless
To the sober conscience
They breathe the same air
All is mind as mind is all
Flesh is stone as stone is flesh
Pain is real as real is pain
In a sad awakening
He finds a window
Demoniac Spell lyrics

Solo - ShredRacing down the motorway,I am a mean machineSpeeding like a bullet,God its mourning
All thoughts pierce
As memories are scarce
And the cuts have dried out
But the terror or
The nights he lost
Still hands his head low
Drunk on the rug
Stuck to the blood
He vomits nostalgi
Die Boote Der Jugend lyrics

Es gibt manche Leute, die haben vergessen,
Dass sie einst im Boot der 
I waited so long for something to seem real
I had so many questions
I answered all my questions
When I seen your face turn
And I knew what was real
And I knew what was lost
Yes I know what was real