Ephraim Songtext
von Brown Bird

Our heads are in the oven
Of an awful heartless time
There′s no love for one another
If the other ain't our kind

Everyday is saturated
By an endless stream of lies
With some feudal facts are filtered
Through the miser′s measly mind

Our heads are in the oven
Of an awful heartless time
There's no love for one another
If the other ain't our kind

Everyday is saturated
By an endless stream of lies
With some feudal facts are filtered
Through the miser′s measly mind


Are we not alive? (Just dreaming away)
Wipe the ash from my eyes (so much more away)
We can find paradise (in the midst of this hell)
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles go

Are we not alive? (Just dreaming away)
Wipe the ash from my eyes (so much more away)
We can find paradise (in the midst of this hell)
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles go

Are we not alive? (Just dreaming away)
Wipe the ash from my eyes (so much more away)
We can find paradise (in the midst of this hell)
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles go

Are we not alive? (Just dreaming away)
Wipe the ash from my eyes (so much more away)
We can find paradise (in the midst of this hell)
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles go