Deine Lakaien

silent groaning on the floor
slight clicking out the light
gentle squeaking of the door
i am off in the night
away away
nothing's left to say
i am far away
kicking empty cans
just around the corner
maybe you look on me
as a lonesome mourner
while i'm drifting off
along distant shores
think i'm nothing but this tin
because i don't feel anymore
was it meant for me
when you soared from that pole
can you see what i can't see
a resting place for my soul
away away
nothing's left to say
i am far away
kicking empty cans
just around the corner
maybe you look on me
as a lonesome mourner