Ein neuer kleiner Text. Noch nicht ganz ausgereift glaub ich, aber schonmal gut.
Adrenalin slowly floods our heads
as we move towards the bed
and our hearts are circling a stunning sight
just like we´d be about to start a gruesome fight
As our bodies change to warriors stance
the candles lead the shadow’s dance
and call the mighty brutes in ninjas pace
to the space the war will soon take place
The battlefield is virgin-white
a colour we claim to taint tonight
The stench of sweat is everything we´ll leave behind
beside the relicts for someone else to find.
Although you´re lying next to me
I still try to remember what your face looks like
I don´t dare opening my eyes
´cause I want to see you with my mind
Someone once said "All World´s a Stage"
and we just play our love and rage
everybody just wants to play the tragic lead
and if not be the leg that made him twist his feet
And if you transfer that to the both of us
you´ll see that we just fake our trust
to render you speechless everything´s allowed
to force you back into the minor crowd
and like the stage the mime is mine
and I think it´s about damn time
that I start my monologue and shed some tears
to make the audience forget their fears
Although you´re lying next to me
I still try to remember what your face looks like
I don´t dare opening my eyes
´cause I want to see you with my mind
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