Texty písní Agua de Annique

Agua de Annique

Witnesses

No change no pleasure no jokes no sex

No choice no morals no ethics no depth

No colour no fight no freedom no life

Profound creation, temptation is swept

I hear knocking on my door

I wonder how it's possible

That I just sit here in my room

Watching some TV

Thinking of nothing and nothing

And I don't know how

Does anybody have the nerve

To come to my door

And sell the world of God

I wonder what's the remedy

And I can move on with my life

Before you people are through

With the extinction of the universe

You save the world from me

I wonder who will be left over...