Lower Order Songtext
von Wand

Acid burn, soak it up
Lick the puddle, taste the cup
Bloodying thick, fogging dark
Melancholia′s the spark

Chain the neck, plate the face
Blinding plenty, tape erase
Culture here, culture there
Disappearance everywhere
Buried stone, underground
Sleeping on a bed of straw
Naked body, melt the snow
Be the one who heats the cold

Some lower order of desire


Some dreamy night you fly in
Think how you feel, feel how you know
Some dreamy night you fly in, fly in

See my home in the sand
I am never moving
Age to age, hand in hand
I watch the ruin
Beast to beast, man to man
I am never moving
Turn the page, cut the hand
I am never moving
See my home in the sand
I am never moving
Age to age, cut the hand