An hour a minute
Here time stands still
I am only sound
I do everything on pure will
If you see someone then shoot
I stand right behind
and I am only sound
So I move on when I want
Everything I did
will be done again
It vaguely resembles something
I felt once
but back then I thought
never so long...
Of course it was just luck
I have something in my throat
Of course it was just luck
No, that is not right at all
An hour a minute
I stand right behind
I have a contract with God
So I do what I want
Everything I did
will be done again
It resembles something
everyone felt some time
But I thought never so long...