The Dead Awake by Kulturkampf
The Dead Awake lyrics
My life is over and I�ve washed my hands, and I can�t hear to think what is left behind - an image of a frozen, desolate corpse - an image for the children of war they�ve been bought. No longer people cry for the man in the armchair, because all the weak are dead and Jews have been destroyed. The strong who are left live in a system of bureaucracy, and the people who are left live in hate, death and agony. Should I ever wake up for a world that I love? Should I ever wake up when there�s peace in the air? Is there never going to be a cease to all the fighting, or is there going to be that cold, stale death?
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