We will speak in music
Through the sky I'm falling
All troubles out of reach
Below my weightless body
A red and golden ocean spreads
The licking flames are shining.
Lava right ahead
Ignore impending dangers.
Appearance and reality
Reality
Reality
Reality ? reality
Through the sky I'm falling
All troubles out of reach
Below my weightless body
A red and golden ocean spreads
The licking flames are shining.
Lava right ahead
Ignore impending dangers.
Appearance and reality
Reality
Writer(s): Rolf Maier-bode, Farid Gharadjedaghi
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