The past
Apparat
Cruel must your fear, silk of our dream... never end
Open your arms let it die... every night
Open your arms let it die... every night
Sing me a song till I wake up again
Speaking in tongues in which we meet again
Open your mouth speak with upon... take us
Another tired world to get out... of this place
Sing me a song till I wake up again
Sing me a song till I wake up again
Sing me a song till I wake up again
Speaking in tongues in which we meet again
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