
Disposable Hero
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So dies mal hab ich keinerlei Vorstellung von der musikalischen Umsetzung, wichtig war mir hier die Idee, sprich: eigentlich der Titel, der stand zuerst und ich wollte umbedingt etwas daraus machen, also: hingesetzt, drauf los geschrieben und demnächst wird die Musik darum gesponnen, je nachdem, wie mich die Muse grad packt! Auf jeden Fall wird es eine deutliche Steigerung geben die ihren Höhepunkt gegen Ende findet und ansonsten wird es sicher ziemlich düster, weil ich nicht anders kann! 
Hoffe auch auf Anregungen für die Sprache hie und da, bin da nie so 100% sicher...
Brothers in Arms and Sisters in Pain (The Great Rape)
The greenish lands lie vast before us,
Can you see us straying through the heath,
Faces reddened by the declining sun,
A fire burning in the chimneys?
Land of free, oh sweet liberty of mine,
The power is soothingly present all over!
Brother, thou shalt be ready right now
For the time has come to let loose.
Free of emotion.
The noise kicks in,
Long gone and loud.
Can you feel it?
I know you cant,
Long gone, yet proud.
Further up we soar, over the plains,
The ethics of yore patrol the ground.
The children play in the weakened glance
In between the shattered, dried out hearts.
So let me fill the hole in your chest,
The gap we will never be able to escape,
With the numbing secure confidence
Derived from further up, no matter whence.
Take a breath,
We enter heaven
With lowest rank!
Can you feel it?
Yes, you can,
Come sense the respect!
Oh, my brother, how long is it been?
We enter life, prepare.
Reluctant be your glamorous premiere
If you really wish.
Adaption is our loyal comrade,
My brother in arms!
Praise the order and be king,
A crown of wires
Sits on our heads where we do reign,
Where past is nothing
And where future is meaningless
Oh so uncertain.
Free of fear
Now you spread it
Like beguiling perfume.
Can you smell it,
The sweat and the blood?
Tastes like love to me
Enter now the last secret of humanity,
The sweet atavistic decadence,
Back to the roots we go, my friends!
Look closely and youll catch them dancing,
Familiar warmth dripping from the eyes
With glimmering tears, with craving cries
The abstract movement, so intensely real,
Beautiful patterns of ecstatic pain,
This is so honest, so far from vain
As we pack our sparse belongings
To leave into the clear, fresh night
The faces are still red and vital,
So long till theyll be pale,
Yet soon well be away,
Oblivion sets its sails
To carry souls all frail.
We reach the sea, we watch the waves
They choke the guilt and all that harms,
They greet us solemnly, my brothers in arms!

Hoffe auch auf Anregungen für die Sprache hie und da, bin da nie so 100% sicher...
Brothers in Arms and Sisters in Pain (The Great Rape)
The greenish lands lie vast before us,
Can you see us straying through the heath,
Faces reddened by the declining sun,
A fire burning in the chimneys?
Land of free, oh sweet liberty of mine,
The power is soothingly present all over!
Brother, thou shalt be ready right now
For the time has come to let loose.
Free of emotion.
The noise kicks in,
Long gone and loud.
Can you feel it?
I know you cant,
Long gone, yet proud.
Further up we soar, over the plains,
The ethics of yore patrol the ground.
The children play in the weakened glance
In between the shattered, dried out hearts.
So let me fill the hole in your chest,
The gap we will never be able to escape,
With the numbing secure confidence
Derived from further up, no matter whence.
Take a breath,
We enter heaven
With lowest rank!
Can you feel it?
Yes, you can,
Come sense the respect!
Oh, my brother, how long is it been?
We enter life, prepare.
Reluctant be your glamorous premiere
If you really wish.
Adaption is our loyal comrade,
My brother in arms!
Praise the order and be king,
A crown of wires
Sits on our heads where we do reign,
Where past is nothing
And where future is meaningless
Oh so uncertain.
Free of fear
Now you spread it
Like beguiling perfume.
Can you smell it,
The sweat and the blood?
Tastes like love to me
Enter now the last secret of humanity,
The sweet atavistic decadence,
Back to the roots we go, my friends!
Look closely and youll catch them dancing,
Familiar warmth dripping from the eyes
With glimmering tears, with craving cries
The abstract movement, so intensely real,
Beautiful patterns of ecstatic pain,
This is so honest, so far from vain
As we pack our sparse belongings
To leave into the clear, fresh night
The faces are still red and vital,
So long till theyll be pale,
Yet soon well be away,
Oblivion sets its sails
To carry souls all frail.
We reach the sea, we watch the waves
They choke the guilt and all that harms,
They greet us solemnly, my brothers in arms!
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