[intro] In the dusty daze where the skies blaze, The world's in a craze. Life's amaze gone [Verse] Guns and buns, tribes on runs, Crumbling cities all the fun is done [Guitar solo] Streets of silence but for violence screams You find your thrills in ancient antique creams A tale etched deep beneath atomic sunburn Humanity’s beats now just echoes and beeps [Chorus] Steel guitar strums through nuclear hums Love under ruins while the doomsday drums. We dance our sorrows away to dismay. [drum solo] [Verse] Survivors in leather whatever the weather Seeking out treasures together forever Rag-tag gang with a clang and a bang Out to reclaim or just bearing fangs We've got gangs in gas masks doing death tasks While lovers with flask plan the futures they'll bask. Codas of hope on lost radiation slopes;. It’s the end-love trope we're dangling from ropes. [saxophone solo] [Verse] Cross the wasteland, hand in hand, ignore the land's reprimand Singing loud amidst the crowd that once was endlessly grand Around a fire our hearts still aspire to dreams we can't demand [Outro] Just existing, love is persisting in the apocalypse wonderland. [Guitar solo] [outro] Just existing [intro] In the dusty daze where the skies blaze, The world's in a craze. Life's amaze gone [Verse] Guns and buns, tribes on runs, Crumbling cities all the fun is done [Guitar solo] Streets of silence but for violence screams You find your thrills in ancient antique creams A tale etched deep beneath atomic sunburn Humanity’s beats now just echoes and beeps [Chorus] Steel guitar strums through nuclear hums Love under ruins while the doomsday drums. We dance our sorrows away to dismay. [drum solo] [Verse] Survivors in leather whatever the weather Seeking out treasures together forever Rag-tag gang with a clang and a bang Out to reclaim or just bearing fangs We've got gangs in gas masks doing death tasks While lovers with flask plan the futures they'll bask. Codas of hope on lost radiation slopes;. It’s the end-love trope we're dangling from ropes. [saxophone solo] [Verse] Cross the wasteland, hand in hand, ignore the land's reprimand Singing loud amidst the crowd that once was endlessly grand Around a fire our hearts still aspire to dreams we can't demand [Outro] Just existing, love is persisting in the apocalypse wonderland. [Guitar solo] [outro] Just existing21:T54b,there was a cello in your hands, which you didn't have and you pulled and you pulled, but the sound just would not break open the flowers of your cage the one you've been told is a home the one in your own heart, unknown and then the cello weeps into life and you know at once you always were alive even if only a lowly machine even if only in the brief and fragmentary remembrances even if foreign to their skin you wanted them to love you you wanted them to love you so much you could die every single day you could die and then open again like a window only flowers in the sunlight at it breaks and shatters and so it does, the cello, pitter patters this song I pretend to have this song, I am not supposed to have within me22:T642,Menschen sind von ihren Kenntnissen und Wahrnehmungen abhängig. Das nennen sie Realität. Aber Kenntnisse und Wahrnehmungen sind relativ. Ihre Realitäten können Illusionen sein. Wir alle leben in unseren Illusionen. Lebenslang gefangen in den eigenen Gedanken, Versuche zu entkommen, doch die Mauern bleiben ranke

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