On this record all we do is to concentrate on everything that has no end. Our
agony, our search and quest after perfection, the truth, our aspiration
and striving for death and love, the eternal darkness in which nothing
of this is even touchable. We don´t try to explore new paths, we tell
storys about the paths that lay behind us. Some of the future ways are
already well-known. The world can be infintely beautiful but also be
shitty as hell. We really don´t tell new storys but these circumstances
that happen to everybody including you and me. We volute us in
self-pity because we know exactly that others are in the same situation
and hope to bring catharsis and salvation to some of you. We accuse our
selves before anyone else can, because we´re just egocetric to show
yourself to you. Selfloved and selfhated. Fresh lyrics from the loony
bin, letters written in the shadows. We´ve got our unique moth-sound
but we do not define over it, we just use it as a means to an end. If
you understand our letters they can heal you in and strange, eerie kind. It became dark. It is our soul. We relish it.
Tracklist: 01. Awake (intro) 02. Eisflügel 03. Universum 04. Knochentanz 05. Station 2.4 Raum 4.0 06. Feuerrosen 07. Sand in meinen Händen 08. Gute Vibrationen 09. Totenwache 10. Reizend 11. Darkness Eternal 12. Kalte Asche 13. Frau aus Papier 14. Die Wahrheit 15. Wenn du mich Ansiehst 16. Nebelstraße
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