Shapes of the Pursuers
As the sun sinks into the underworld.
Drags along spiritual ascension,
Divests shelter of the innocent.
Shivering I gaze
Upon the flickering nightshades.
Silhouettes whisper the forthcoming decease.
Hence - you shapes of the pursuers!
Autor(es): INGO MAIER, SASCHA EHRICH, STEFAN WEIMAR, WOLFRAM SCHELLENBERG