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Quarkyloidea

W:O:A Metalmaster
Fat Bread - At days like these
Hey there - what's up?

How are you? How late is it?

Almost nine - okay

Gonna go get some breakfast quickly

Turning on my walkman, closing the door

walk along the street to the store

Because they sell the best buns all around

Can have a quick look in the newspaper while waiting

Something about a major offensive

Incountable amounts of bombs dropped at some small town


Erased from earth in only one night

I pay and leave the bakery

still hearing the news reader

"Situation worsened dramatically- but fantastic weather today!"

Suddenly a "bang" and shattered glas everywhere

The neighbour's cat was hit at an car accident

The image can really spoil your mood

What is that damn critter's right to die just in front of my eyes?



The sun is laughing "schadenfroh"

at days like these

no one who could tell me why

At breakfast or dinner

The questions bother me badly

At days like this

Millions endangered of dieing of starvation estimated by UNICEF

While I just hack some healthy fruits in the blender

Watching a child with a fly sitting in it's sad eyes

Know that it's really cruel, but shit, I don't feel anything

What's wrong with me? Damn, how is that possible?

maybe I've seen it too often. You're almost seeing it daily nowadays

But why can't by now not even this shock me anymore?

While somewhere humans die of dirty water

This numb feeling, this emptiness in my head

Things like that don't happen to us. But how would it be if they did?

And the questions tear me apart and I can't bear that shit anymore

They don't have anything to eat and I have stones in my stomach

What did he just say? At such a normal sunday

there happens a cruel way a brutal attac

With six people being killed. The injured cry out names

Those cruel acts won't let me sleep at night anymore

and I can still see the image from tv

Some young man standing in the dust

Begging for his child and wife

Now I start wondering how it might feel to loose the own child

Even before it's first birthday

But this is out of my possible range of imagination

The terrorists might have felt full of hate for the enemy

Maybe they had love for their famillies and even had been fathers of their own

Sometimes watching the news something weird happens to me

Because by now we're parents ourselves

Brought a child into this world

Then it happens that I feel fear of things that could happen to us

That I could loose the ones I love, that things like that really happen

In the middle of the night I awake full of sweat

And I sneak into my daughter's room to her bed just to listen to the silent sound of her breathing