Dogenzaka - Maximilian Hecker

Still I haunt the realm of shades in all its shining colours

While I’m singing and dissolving

My obsessions, they are symptoms of my being weary

Of my dazed life, of the silence

The sun is pouring down on me, and if I didn’t sing out

Oh for my life, oh for my death

It almost seems as if I’d drown in its golden sea of sunbeams

Till it’s over, till it’s over

Trapped in no-man's-land between my old life and the new world

Can’t escape it, can’t escape it

Giving in to suctions with a fragile, fiendish pleasure

When I’m on it, when I’m on it

And yet decay is glowing and announcing a new era

And a new world, oh a new world

If I could perceive the new life, sense it and outguess it

As a tender silver lining

Until the curtain draws in front of my eyes…

The sun is pouring, it’s pouring down on me

And if I did not, didn’t sing it out

Oh for my life, oh for my death

Oh for my death