If you are the dealer, I’m out of the game If you are the healer, it means im broken and lame If thine is the glory, then mine must be the shame You want it darker We kill the flameMagnified, sanctified Be the holy name Vilified, crucified In the human frame A million candles burning For the help that never came You want it darkerHineni, hineni I’m ready, my LordThere’s a lover in the story But the story’s still the same There’s a lullaby for suffering And a paradox to blame But it’s written in the scriptures And it’s not some idol claim You want it darker We kill the flameThey’re lining up to prisoners And the guards are taking aim I struggle with some demons They were middle class and tame I didn’t know I had permission To murder and to maim You want it darkerHineni, hineni I’m ready, my LordMagnified, sanctified Be the holy name Vilified, crucified In the human frame A million candles burning For the love that never came You want it darker We kill the flameIf you are the dealer, let me out of the game If you are the healer, I’m broken and lame If thine is the glory, mine must be the shame You want it darkerHineni, hineni Hineni, hineni I’m ready, my Lord
“Was ich im Endeffekt sagen will: Auswandern, um der Impfung zu entgehen, ist nicht…. denn ist dies ein höchst virales Virus (hohe Muationsrate und mit jeder Mutation ansteckender und gefährlicher), dann ergeht es uns überall, wie den Indios im 17 Jahrhundert , die keine Immunabwehr gegen Masern, Windpocken usw hatten!”
Abgefangene SMS zwischen zwei Ornithologen aus China und Deutschland, 2018
