Sehnsucht - Nik Tyndall

Indians—Gojira Ride a horse that's cleaving through The air and space of dreams Travelling through time All alone I pray Where am I Who am I And that old man

Embrace the World—Gojira I sit on a rock Cannot be touched by struggle

He who learns must suffer And even in our sleep Pain that cannot forget Falls drop by drop upon the heart And in our own despair Against our will Comes wisdom t