Heilung [English translation]

My man Claud told me, that the origin of the word Healing comes from "become whole"

That means, to heal oneself, we got to become one with oneself

[Verse 1: Curse]

Why do I sometimes get the weird feeling, that everything will be over soon?

Why do I sometimes despair and think that my time is coming soon?

I am afraid of the idea that I may have something like a sense of foreboding

I so often hope that it is all just a figment of my imagination and not a warning

And yet everything makes somehow sense, it's all coming together

when I sit still enough, listen to the voice deep inside me

And I am immediately overwhelmed by what I hear

I do not know if it can bring me insight or if it's destroying me

Most of the time I do not listen long enough, for I quickly flee from its ring

I could fight against ten men, but myself I fear

And as soon as I open myself to me, many things get revealed from within

Stuffed in Pandora's Box, feelings that have been suppressed for way too long

And not only that, I also suppress the most important thing: my awareness

That it often does not correspond with the person I'd like to be seen as

I cut the connection to myself way too quickly

Because I fear that the darkness within my heart will cause my world to fall apart

[Hook: Curse]

I could cry at beats like this one

Can the melody heal me in these crises?

Show me, what lies in front of me, or rather redefine

What is happening to me and what has happened?

I think about old grief that was left behind from what once was

I could cry at beats like this one

Can the melody heal me in these crises?

Show me, what lies in front of me, or rather redefine

What is happening to me and what has happened?

I think about old grief that was left behind from what once was

[Verse 2: Curse]

I sometimes doubt that I will grow old and almost believe

That I will die sometime in the near future

But I do not express that, I am aware of the power worlds hold

I almost never finish my thoughts, my feelings alone have me stagger and lurch

I want to understand where it comes from, but I dare not

Cannot see

Why sorrow is so often the underlying feeling of my life

Falling in love seems to be my way of escaping that

And then I seek stability in external energy someone else gives me

But that cannot go well in the long run, Healing cannot come this way

But as soon as it seems to be setting in, I run away again

I bear new scars every time and have distanced myself from me yet again

Have once again prevented me from discovering myself

I've caused and done so much crap

That I will most likely go to rack and ruin because of it

If I look deep down inside myself, every once in a while

And how could I ask for anyone's understanding

If even I don't know, what my own mind wants from me, then who does?

[Hook: Curse]

I could cry at beats like this one

Can the melody heal me in these crises?

Show me, what lies in front of me, or rather redefine

What is happening to me and what has happened?

I think about old grief that was left behind from what once was

I could cry at beats like this one

Can the melody heal me in these crises?

Show me, what lies in front of me, or rather redefine

What is happening to me and what has happened?

I think about old grief that was left behind from what once was

[Verse 3: Curse]

I do not fear death, because no matter what happens, it'll be fine

It is intended and destined that way, every man has their When and Where

And I know, much lies ahead of me that makes life worth living

But too rarely I sense the secureness of clear visions of the future

Is it pointless to still think about what makes sense and strive for it

Where life could lead when tomorrow might already be the end of it?

Or is it maybe exactly the fact that everything is so fickle

Ultimately the reason for us to live life as if every moment could be the last?

I don't know, but I do know that

I write and scream about how desperate my heart is out to space

Everything must get out, that much I know

Perhaps this sentence is the last sentence coming from this man

These Tracks are the essence of my testament, in case of a case

[Hook: Curse]

I could cry at beats like this one

Can the melody heal me in these crises?

Show me, what lies in front of me, or rather redefine

What is happening to me and what has happened?

I think about old grief that was left behind from what once was

I could cry at beats like this one

Can the melody heal me in these crises?

Show me, what lies in front of me, or rather redefine

What is happening to me and what has happened?

I think about old grief that was left behind from what once was

• Artist:Curse
• Album:Sinnflut (2005)