Thränenkind piosenki

We all wander alone through these fields of grey concrete giants. Rain pours down from the sky to drown our lives. Cars roll by and I look aside. Piece by piece I slowly lose What I wanted to be mine forever. Reflecting myself I recognize the contr...

"After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains?" - Walt Whitman The dust raised by vanishing youth still tastes bitter in your dry mo...

A look behind my back And everything I believe in Is crushed to little pieces. Egoism and greed rule Your stupid lifes. My friend. Feed your children your flags and live your shallow lifes without me.