Einsturzende Neubauten Sabrina

Einstuerzende Neubauten Sabrina It s not the red of the dying sun The morning sheets surprising stain It s not the red of which we bleed The red of cabernet sauvignon A world of ruby all in vain It s not that red It s not as golden as Zeus famous shower It doesn t come, not at all, from above It s in the open but it doesn t get stolen It s not that gold It s not as golden as memory Or the age of the same name It s not that gold I wish this would be your colour I wish this would be your colour I wish this would be your colour Your colour, I wish It is as black as malevitch s square The cold furnace in which we stare A high pitch on a future scale It is a starless winternight