Die Krupps. III - Odyssey Of The Mind. Scent. Zeneszám

My brain is haunted by this scent
it takes me back to a past event
it's like a drug that I need every day
I need to preserve it, have to get it my way

Forever I'll have this desire
this scent - keeps me alive and fills my soul
Forever engulfed by its fire
this scent - consumes my mind and takes control

The feelings I get when memory comes back

goves me something in my life I lack
it takes me awat to the place I seek
and my being reaches its highest peak

I follow the trail it leaves behind
boxing it up is on my mind
preserving this scent is my aim
I satisfy my senses, that scent must sustain.