Oblivion
Martin Höfert / Sonja Kraushofer
It has begun
I begin to forget
Oblivion
I fear the most
It heists sanity
The past
The spirit of a human being
What lingers on, when memories are gone?
A mortal coil, void and disysed
An old, opressed body
Only the wrinkles and scars in my face
Will tell my story
The story of a city
The story of Perle
