Gallowswaltz Songtext
von Solipsism

I don′t feel like getting up,
Few do.

Didn't feel like going to sleep,
There′s more of them who do,
But who?

Who's the one
Welcoming sun,
Starting day with morning run,
Running through the day,
Nothing in the way,
No foul's play,
No harm done?

A l′appel du vide,
There′s no need,
To fall into the void,
If you've became one.
Listen to the beat your heart makes,
Dancing the artistic piece
Around the verges of the precipice:


One, two, three,
Two, two, three.
One, two, three,
Two, two, three,
Put on the black shirt for solemnity.
One, two, three,

Two, two, three.
One, two, three,
Two, two, three,
Embrace your own negativity.
One, two, three,
Two, two, three.
One, two, three,
Two, two, three.
The only dance we dance
Is the dance of decadence.


Another day, another plea,
For the hangover and photophobic anxiety
To finally cease to be.
Another swear,
That despite whatever am I to feel
It′s not gonna happen again to me.
They say it's one foot in front the other
As much as it′s necessary to reach the goal,
As much as it might be a bother,
They say it will save your soul.
But everything has it's end
And every hourglass is short of grain of sand.
It′s difficult to find light in yourself,

But I can't,
So just forgive me in advance,
Just let me dance...

One, two, three,
Two, two, three.

One, two, three,
Two, two, three,
Put on the black shirt for solemnity.
One, two, three,
Two, two, three.
One, two, three,
Two, two, three,
Embrace your own negativity.
One, two, three,
Two, two, three.
One, two, three,
Two, two, three,

Like striking quartz against the quartz
I strike the spark of my own gallowswaltz.