Tag 11621
Worin Unsere Hoffnung gründet
in einer
restlos entehrten Welt
dass
ist
Denken als Resultante doppelter Contingenz
anlässlich der
Niemand denkt
Maybe inside
Nowheres Land Nowhere's WoMan
Moral
The Dark Side of my Soul
is the Bright Side of Your Life
The Bright Side of my Soul
is the Dark Side of Your Life
Wer immer nur will Licht
stürzt sein Seel in Finsternis
Bride's Darkest Light
The Dark Side of my Soulis the Bride Side of Your Live
The Dark Side of my Life
is the Dark Side of Your Life
The Dark Side of Your Soul
is the Bridgegroom Side of my Life
The Bright Side of Your Life
is the Bright Side of my Life