Diary of dreams the new messiah lyrics

Das Gift des Messias 

Rainbow's End 

The new Messiah 

Das Gift wartet auf uns am anderen Ende des 

Regenbogen 



Thankful as I stumble into future 

I fall asleep in this god-given Gift 

Kind of weird your absolution 

Father, make them go! 



Your hand touches my face 

As if it glides through water 

A kiss on lifeless flesh 

You should have practiced what you preach! 



First you asked for darkness 

And now you want the sun 

It's been so long since someone cared 



A hostage just to have a friend 

How thoughtful and how kind 

Drown my head in water 

Slice me into halves 



You really think I'd care? 



Legenden werden geboren und in kleinen 

gepolsterten Zimmern aufbewahrt. 

Einsam lernst Du das zu lieben was Du nie 

beruhren wirst 



It is rather indefinable whether a 

dream can response to reality,

 or if it is possibly more likely that the

 knowledge of the existence of our 

subconscious being, which sincerely

 rejects what is not in our definate

(range of) acceptance, can survive

 much longer... 



However our decision may 

turn out, the magic of its inspirative

 influence issurely the best proof to 

what research has made me accept: 



Metablic, schizoid indeed, 

s-care-ful-d we may tremble 

towards our future, but still always

 being aware of nothing else more 

anxiously, but of our dreams. 

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