1991 - TODESENGEL THE FALL OF LIFE CD/LP


VIENNA
(written and released by Ultravox in 1980 on Vienna LP)

We walked in the cold air.
Freezing breath on a window pane,
Lying and waiting.
The man in the dark in a picture frame,
So mystic and soulful.
A voice reaching out in a piercing cry,
It stays with you until

The feeling has gone only you and I.
It means nothing to me.
This means nothing to me.
Oh, Vienna.

The music is weaving
Haunting notes, pizzicato strings,
The rhythm is calling.
Alone in the night as the daylight brings,
A cool empty silence.
The warmth of your hand and a cold grey sky,
It fades to the distance.

The image has gone only you and I.
It means nothing to me.
This means nothing to me.
Oh, Vienna.

This means nothing to me.
This means nothing to me.
Oh, Vienna.


IN THE ENDLESS RAIN

Dead cities.
Me inside me.
Spring's coming from you
in this solitude.
Lost in the true of death.
Sands.
Icy Miami Cyborgs
Icy Miami Cyborgs,
Inside, inside...

These men without my eyes,
they don't know, they don't know.
The warm wind's calling from the sea.
Waters in which I'm drifting.
Golden desertical beachs.
Eternal love, eternal cry.

I see the windows,
I see Uranie hotel from the inside,
old chairs on the edge of the wall of shadows,
and all that I love...
Dad is dead in my arms,
and so, all each others..
Mother!

The trees rebirth around him
how can I explain it to myself..?
Lights of life, lights of life
so near to me,
one step again, only one in your rain;
laying on the sand..
Rain's falling on his body.
There's a point in that immensity,
in the obscure ocean.
And now Miami is dead,
Wet sands... wet sands...


FIELDS OF SUNSET (DAYS OF THE SCYTHE)

I walk down a cemetery
at the edge of the wind.
A dusty brown raincoat
maybe grey.
A sanctuary with scraped walls...
Dried nests forever empty.
I walk along the place
of the inexistent depressing eyes.
Destroyed domes,
the carelessness of my house.
Master of ruins.
Only of them can I sing the praises
for the great splendour of death.
Death's angels...
Breath of wind.
Lamb of God.

Springtime sends its watering sun into these bounded lands,
from windows nobody is looking through anymore.
Nobody. No more. Nobody is here any longer
Gathering left memories,
Wandering among the sick fields at sunset...

And the last money spent for pictures...
and crying,
while the air turns into pink
and the daisy remains in your hands so small
not even beautiful.
You live far away from human beings
and from time to time you appear
among them.


WE WILL ROCK YOU
(written by Brian May, released by Queen in 1977 on News Of The World LP)

Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
Singin'

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you

Buddy you're a young man hard man
Shoutin' in the street gonna take on the world some day
You got blood on yo' face
You big disgrace
Wavin' your banner all over the place
Singin'

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you

Buddy you're an old man poor man
Pleadin' with your eyes gonna make you some peace some day
You got mud on your face
You big disgrace
Somebody better put you back in your place

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you


U-BAHN V.2 "HEILIGENSTADT"

I decided to go back
Where I started,
To end.
It was cold, like now.
Many disappeared.
No doubt, a terrible love.
We longed for life,
After hopeless and gloomy years.
Now the phantoms are back,
slowly they waver in this sea,
Ethereal, princelike, soft, chilly.
(La fin).