This is the limited edition of the physical CD for "Cirque De Nuit"
This CD comes with a handprinted linen bag and a booklet with lots of illustrations and all the lyrics.
Includes unlimited streaming of Cirque De Nuit
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lyrics
Wherever you went, wherever you lay,
Whenever these feelings returned and remained for a while,
Our leaching bond enthraled, enchained your mind.
When we lie on the street in the middle of the night,
When we stare another time into the empty sky,
When you look into my eyes and i'm not sure if you're alright,
No word could break this holy silence somewhere in my mind.
And I wanna say sorry and I wanna admit,
That I'm failing and failing, like Sisyphos did,
To treat you right, to handle this kind
Of foredoomed affinity, which means the world in my life.
You compared me to the wind, but maybe I'm a hurricane,
As harsh as only the highest mountains could ever be.
And I just hope you won't loose grip some day,
Just because I'm not strong enough to walk away.
Wherever I go, wherever I lie,
Whenever a part of my soul touches the stars in the sky,
An inspiring bond enthrals, enchains my mind.
When we meet in the obscurity, there at the spirit's place,
When you try to take pictures you imagined with my silhouette.
When we loose ourselves in the beauty of the night,
I know I couldn't let go, I know I would never succeed.
And I wanna say sorry and I wanna admit,
That I'm failing and failing, like Sisyphos did,
To treat you right, to handle this kind
Of foredoomed affinity, which means the world in my life.
You compared me to the wind, but maybe I'm a hurricane,
As harsh as only the highest mountains could ever be.
And I just hope you won't loose grip some day,
Just because I'm not strong enough to walk away.
Another slight mistake, your anger made me cry.
Shards and blood, you disappeared and this night
my lyrics were written, so told me a stranger,
But it took its time to write this down.
And it happened nearby the spirits and graves,
That I found some phrases for this apology.
And I just hope that this wasn't a sign,
That our friendship's indeed doomed to die.
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