War schwer zu übersehen. Ist ja nicht so, als wäre der Post mit nem Wahrnehmungsfilter versehen. Und es war keine Zeit-Raum-Verzerrung, eher eine aktive Überreizung der sensitiven Sehnerven.
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...