Diary Of Dreams - Panik
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Diary Of Dreams - Panik

Radical impulse
Invading present thinking

Dead end dreams
Sore throat from all these lies

Liberty, dignity
One nasty ego

We thought we had a choice
Panik Manifesto

Angel, how much longer...?
Angel, how much further...?
...Until your sweet cocoon?

I scribble on the ceiling,
On the walls and on the floor

I shiver in the corner,
'Cause I forgot to lock the door

Deleted memories of false identities
Unfortunately I did never say good-bye