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Published on Dec 18, 2010
Aion Machinima based on Rammstein, Dalai Lama which is based on the poem Der Erlkönig Roughly translated An air ship lies in the evening wind On board is also a man with his child They sit safe, they sit warm And thus go into sleep's snare
In three hours they'll be there For mommy's birthday Visibility is good The ski is clear
Chorus On and on towards disaster We have to live until we die Man does not belong in the air So the Lord in heaven calls His sons in the wind Bring me this creature
The storm embraces the flying machine The pressure falls quickly in the cabin A muffled rumbling drives the night In panic the human cargo screams
Chorus Onwards, onwards into destruction We must live until we die And to God the child pleads Heaven take back the wind Bring us unharmed to earth
From the clouds falls a choir which crawls into the little ear
Refrain Come here, stay here We'll be good to you Come here, stay here We are your brothers
The father now holds the child tightly Presses him very close Doesn't notice his (child's) breathing difficulty But fear knows no mercy So the father with his arms Squeezes the soul out of the child This (soul) sits on the wind and sings:
Excerpts from the Poem "My son, wherefore seek'st thou thy face thus to hide?" "Look, father, the Erl King is close by our side! Dost see not the Erl King, with crown and with train?" "My son, 'tis the mist rising over the plain."
"My father, my father, and dost thou not see, How the Erl King is showing his daughters to me?" "My darling, my darling, I see it alright, 'Tis the aged grey willows deceiving thy sight."
The father now gallops, with terror half wild, He holds in his arms the shuddering child; He reaches his farmstead with toil and dread,— The child in his arms lies motionless, dead.
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