The Journey (Traum-Mix)

ten miles above the landscape

I can watch the stars

power plants and city lights

illuminate the night

I must keep going on

now I've reached the sea

I feel that I'm too far above

to hear the torrid waves

suddenly the landscape changes

I fly through buring clouds

one hundred miles an hour

I'm going down

underwater I travel onward

sinking toward the ocean floor

the light fades out very slowly

on the way down to hell

I see my life in front of me

it all floats by my inner eye

from my birth until now

I can't help but wonder why