The same old game. The same old names.
Empathy from hidden frames.
Soothing words from unknown worlds.
Characters from tales unheard.

Lost in time. The last in a line of rusting minds.
Lost in time. A fading smile. The rhyme will stay unsigned.

The killer’s near. A silent fear.
The rain returns, and with it tears.
The healer comes. With heaving lungs.
We’ve been waiting much too long.

Lost in time. A fading rhyme inside my mind.
Lost in time. A lazy smile. That lights up shielded eyes.

Reload. Reset. Walk by. Forget.
Familiar maps are brilliant traps.

Text:

David Zintl

Musik:

David Zintl, Alexander Rudolph, Christian Schmidt