Losing grip from Oorverdovende stilte by Altschmerz

I walked through the forest with half opened eyes,
Disturbing the creatures around.
My heritage binds me like rattling shackles,
And I know there’s no key to be found.

Suddenly it ended; vegetation is gone,
At the same time our consciousness stops.
No room left to flourish, we are left alone,
Surrounded by the dust and the rocks.

As I run back to hide between two old trees,
They whispered they’re stories to me.
I turned sad and angry, partly at myself,
On the outcome we all could agree:

Mankind destroyed us! They sucked us all dry,
Unable the roots to grab soil, (we try to hold on)
It slipped through our fingers, disappears with the wind,
Life’s rough since they claimed all the oil. (we try to hold on)
Im losing grip, we try to hold on
And im holding on for my life

• Acoustic
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• Cologne