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Deine Lakaien The Cabin Door
i stood on the deck all night long, all night long watching the gangplanks all night long, all night long while the parties lasted in lavish staterooms, lavish staterooms the decks rumbling with guests in lavish staterooms, lavish staterooms and she sat in her cabin the eyes fixed on the door as the hours moved toward dawn, toward dawn i was convinced he survived toward dawn, toward dawn to know our destination nothing remained, nothing remained can't find our ship nothing remained, nothing remained and she sat in her cabin the eyes fixed on the door as the people waved from the pier the lights grew small, lights grew dim a proud ship into the current lights grew small, lights grew dim and i stood at the reil for as long as i could i've been watching the light for as long as i could and she sat in her cabin the eyes fixed on the door i knew it was almost morning a danger close, danger close as we sailed along the shore perilously close, so close as i opened up the cabin and i looked into those eyes i have never felt like this as i looked into those eyes and i said "father won't find, we are save"
