Columnae Herculis Songtext
von Dagoba

Some of us are made to live
Some of us are made to dream
Some of us are made to kill
We′re all about to die.
There's something, somewhere
A risky place, a kind of hell
Attractive, impressive
Where freedom dwells!


Some of us are made to live
Some of us are made to dream
Some of us are made to kill
We′re all about to die.

I leave behind the quiet sea
To join the place where real storms are
I feel the warmth of a new stream
Healing the hips of my deepest dream.
Tomorrow comes, the march is on.
Ocean breeze... Freedom teases me on!

There's something, somewhere
A risky place, a kind of hell
Attractive, impressive
Where freedom dwells!


Surrending everything, I got to go
To somewhere called a new life, version 2.0!