Fragments Of Unbecoming
Текст песни Destination: Outcast

Destination: Outcast
(Music: Ehrich, Maier, Weimar, Schellenberg / Lyrics: Anetzberger)

This is my unanswered call of consciousness
Drifting across shallow dreams.
No time to wake up! No time to wake up!
In this rush of insignificance,
Hasty attempts to make contact,
Leaving only traces of scorn.

No way out! No compromise!
Destination: outcast.
Danger crawls in shattered glass,
Starting to embrace the algid fluid.
(To) absorb the cold center of time.
The final frame, the final frame.
Go! Catch my hands - and run
Through my fingers!

Weeping tears of cold ash
Bursting feverishly at (the) horizon.
Statues of grief standing on the sidelines.
The fathomless abyss stares into me.
Faded coloured memories, oh faded coloured memories
Replace my pure existence.
With sonic speed, with sonic speed,
Coenaesthesia into the nowhere.
I still remember … fragmentary …
I still remember … disintegrating …
I still remember … an overcast sky.

Starting to embrace the algid fluid.
(To) absorb the cold center of time.
The final frame, the final frame.
Go! Catch my hands - and run
Through my fingers!

Weeping tears of cold ash
Bursting feverishly at the horizon.
Statues of grief standing on the sidelines.
The fathomless abyss stares into me.
Faded coloured memories, oh faded coloured memories
Replace my pure existence.
With sonic speed, with sonic speed,
Coenaesthesia into the nowhere …

Blurred colours moan faintly in silence,
Drawn from places, which once were shelter.
Trying to catch a small part of what was lost forever.
… lost forever.