Lyrics
Assemblage23
Darker
Document

Beborn Beton
Genauso wie ich
Lost Little Robot

Covenant
Wall of Sound

Deine Lakaien
Wasted Years
Where You Are

Die Krupps
Fatherland
To the Hilt
Wahre Arbeit / Wahrer Lohn

Hagalaz' Rundance
On Wings of Rapture
Serenade of the Last Wolf
The Oath He Swore One Winter's Day

L'Âme Immortelle
In the Heart of Europe

Manau
L'Avenir Est un Long Passé

Melotron
2 Young 2 Die
Der Anfang
Der Kosmonaut
Es brennt
Kein Problem
Manchmal
Maschinen aus Stahl
Mediensturm
Schlaflos

Rotersand
Content Killer

VNV Nation
Standing

Welle:Erdball
Arbeit adelt
Deutsche Jugend
Monoton und Minimal
Starfighter F-104G

Wolfsheim
Kein Zurück

Assemblage 23 - Document

In stillness
A silent weight
Pausing as the minutes each evaporate

A desire
To leave a scar
To raise a voice from within the dark

Decaying
Cascading
Existence falls apart
Around me
Within me
So I must leave my mark

This is a document
To prove that I was here
This is a document
To prove I was at all
And when my voice ceases to be
Will the echo still ring loudly?
And when there's nothing left of me
Will my memory still go on?

A flicker
Transitory state
An echo of an instance that burns away

A moment
A shard of time
A solitary thread that threatens to unwind

Decaying
Cascading
Existence falls apart
Around me
Within me
So I must leave my mark

This is a document
To prove that I was here
This is a document
To prove I was at all
And when my voice ceases to be
Will the echo still ring loudly?
And when there's nothing left of me
Will my memory still go on?

Distant
An approaching age
When this document falls beneath another's gaze

Too late
We have lost the dawn
The signal's loud and clear, but the transmitter's gone

Decaying
Cascading
Existence falls apart
Around me
Within me
So I must leave my mark

This is a document
To prove that I was here
This is a document
To prove I was at all
And when my voice ceases to be
Will the echo still ring loudly?
And when there's nothing left of me
Will my memory still go on?

This is a document
To prove that I was here
This is a document
To prove I was at all
And when my voice ceases to be
Will the echo still ring loudly?
And when there's nothing left of me
Will my memory still go on?