Текст песни Korova - Der Schlafmann Kommt
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Flies are the Cameras of God. Invisibly connected to the eternalFrequence of their collective Data-Memory they are watching fromevery Corner since Millions of Years, dragging all Seen withinthem, and if we dare to listen they buzz their Films into ourDreams...A `Bowl with gleamfresh Milkand Bread from Worker`s Hand` - Tasteaccompanies blurred Views of Movement,curved in a Point with Wings and Eyes.It buzzes a Wave like in dump Fever-Memoriesand wobbles sweet Circles around the Child`s Eyes.Dusk in young Senses, to warm Realms they drown,bewiched by the Voice of the Flymanand Sleepman comes - Echoworld CaravanDreamsandhead synapsed to Diamonds,back to the Bottom where it all began,the Mirrors of Echoworld.Sheep keep on counting into the warm Whoolfuneral WhirlsSleep deep down falling into dead Angle`s shining Worlds...and loose all ClingMarks."Folge mir in den Sonnenscheindurch Zauberfelder und St¤dte aus Eins.Bald wìrd` Dein Leben ein gl¤serner Sarg,hier bleibst Du Licht, alle Freunde sind da,Komm!"When will I see Mum and Daddy again?Sie kommen bald nach!Will Peter join us, and Mary and Dave?Wann immer er schl¤ft!High down so heavy we fly Timecream-Skies.Children are playing and sing by our Side,Schala-la-la, Der Schlafmann kommt.Schlaf, schlafe, schlafe, komm und bleibe fìr immer...Das Kind ganz ruhig im Bette liegt,blau im Gesicht, mit leerem Blick,und starrt der Mutter Tr¤nen wund:"Der Schlafmann hat mich heimgeholt..."...and if we dare to follow we never will return...