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By Funker Vogt, Crowded cities polluted air
every day is getting worse
try to
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By Funker Vogt, I'm sitting at the coast
see the gulls in the air
The
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By Funker Vogt, Was it an act of evolution or a mistake more
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By Funker Vogt, People are suffering
it is the slow death
sometimes it takes years
until
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By Funker Vogt, People are suffering
it is the slow death
sometimes it takes years
until
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By Funker Vogt, ten miles above the landscape
I can watch the stars
power plants
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By Funker Vogt, see it emerge from the ocean depths
its dull black eyes
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By Funker Vogt, I'm sitting at the coast
see the gulls in the air
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By Funker Vogt, You have seen the soliders dying
and you have survived
maybe there's
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By Funker Vogt, You have seen the soliders dying
and you have survived
maybe there's
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By Funker Vogt, For centuries and centuries
I walked along their battlefields
Rotten flesh and
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By Funker Vogt, It never was and never will be
The sun setting beyond
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By Funker Vogt, It was the time of dreams
an idea arose in front
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By Funker Vogt, I saw all the tragedies
happened to mankind
i'm always involved
when trouble
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By Funker Vogt, I saw all the tragedies
happened to mankind
i'm always involved
when trouble
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By Funker Vogt, I saw all the tragedies
happened to mankind
i'm always involved
when trouble
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By Funker Vogt, They are watching you from far away
everything is under thier
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By Funker Vogt, the sea was calm
and the night was hot
we wer staying
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By Funker Vogt, This is the next century
and we live far beyond
killing people
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By Funker Vogt, Unzerstörbar zieh'n wir unsere Bahn
Keine Müh' zu groß, kein Weg
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By Funker Vogt, You grow up in the wartime
but the wars are all
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By Funker Vogt, The message hits them very deeply
Left them alone with their
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By Funker Vogt, Your lungs are filled with rotten air
diseases rule the world
people
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By Funker Vogt, Wir lagen träumend im Gras,
Die Köpfe voll verrückter Ideen.
Da sagte
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By Funker Vogt, bombed ruins form the skyline
burnt places - all around
people trading
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By Funker Vogt, His parents died, shot in the head
Killed by his unit
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By Funker Vogt, Your light has gone out
Your soul escaped your body
Your struggle
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By Funker Vogt, My Life Suffocates
Planting Seeds of Hate
I've Loved, Turned to Hate
Trapped
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By Funker Vogt, Dir selber warst du niemals treu
Denn true kennst du nicht
Verschlagenheit,
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By Funker Vogt, So many places I have been
So many faces I have