I draw in black paint
On the wall a stupid word
For me it is not important
It's not new for you
For me it is vain
But it's necessary for you
I paint it in black
I paint it out of line
A bullet in the heart
The brain hangs on the door
The nimbus and the wings
We put on
White robe
The soul in the skies
We'll pack in a box
We'll let it free
A bullet in the heart
The brain hangs on the door
The nimbus and the wings
We put on
White robe
The soul in the skies
We'll pack in a box
We'll let it free
The time is 20:10 again
I'm not with you at the moment
You're sitting in the corner crying
Maybe you fool me around
I like to listen to you
Please open your soul for me
No thoughts would do here
The time is 20:20 again
A bullet in the heart
The brain hangs on the door
The nimbus and the wings
We put on
White robe
The soul in the skies
We'll pack in a box
We'll let it free
A bullet in the heart
The brain hangs on the door
The nimbus and the wings
We put on
White robe
The soul in the skies
We'll pack in a box
We'll let it free