THE LAST DAWN
Do never cry
Do never shout
Live and die
Living dead
Making sense
Tomorrow's dream
A yesterday's nightmare
Jump off the cockpit
Or die in the sky
Flying sources everywhere
Do never leave me here
Behind these bloody wires
I have tried to get out
But they still got me
There is not much time
And somehow you are far from me
Do touch me once at least
So you can feel my frozen blood
Burning inside
As you kiss me after death
And cry out loud
Now we are one and I am too
Waiting for the last dawn
April, 1988