wrapped in plastic
no one seems to understand
the reason why I cry out into the night
for justice and for peace
last night I felt a burning sting
all of beauty stood in flames
love condensed onto a broken glass
and got swallowed by a deer
that's why I howl at the moon
at least the magic seems to last
all the tears went down the river
and the fire eats the past
praise it – it's dead -
poison on the fields
not from this world
but it grows into the sky
that's why I howl at the moon
at least the magic seems to last
all the tears went down the river
and the fire eats the past
the wind carries the seed
into all corners of the world
you might have it when it´s dead
stunned by the evil deed
the wind carries the seed
into all corners of the world
you might have it when it´s dead
killed bye greed
that's why I howl at the moon
at least the magic seems to last
all the tears went down the river
and the fire eats the past
