The future teaches you to be alone The present to be afraid and cold So if I can shoot rabbits Then I can shoot fascists Bullets for your brain today But we’ll forget it all again Monuments put from pen to paper Turns me into a gutless wonder And if you tolerate this Then your children will be next And if you tolerate this Then your children will be next Will be next Will be next Will be next Ich sitze im Zug von Ulm nach München, als ich via Twitter auf meinem Handydisplay irgendwas von einem Amoklauf lese. Ansbach, […]