Now I am drowned in many doubts
Fearful weakness forced me up
I found The highest place in space
Oh dear old doubts, don't take away my face
The marshy land surrounding me
Askin' for reason, raise a plea
Nightmare light steers life and death
Only in final knowledge-wave
Will die my final breath!
Writer(s): Gordon Bennit, Manfred Wieczorke, Frank Bornemann
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