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Eyes like a satelliteIn the skyWith a mystery cloudWhy would this mysteryYou knowThere is no, nowhere to go____ on this dead night ____ with the hand on the fireWhy would this mysteryYou knowThere's no, new way to goEverybody should do in their lifetime,Sometime the things-One, is to consider death.To observe skulls and skeletonsAnd to wonder what it would be like to go to sleep, and to never wake up, ever.That is the most- is a very gloomy thing for contemplation.But it's like manure,Just as manure fertilizes the plants and so on.So the contemplation of death, and the acceptance of deathIs very highly generative of creative life.You get wonderful things out of that Aus Songtexte Mania