Poesie Noire – Hidden Dimension Lyrics

If I changed crows' feet into nightingales' feet
And varicose veins into coral greet

If I changed baldness into full moon
And corpulence into flying balloon

This world would sound much better
This world would sound far better

A word is only a little bird
Flying through ears without being heard
A word is only a blow of air
Blowing through rooms helplessly bare

It's just a game of words
Let's search for the hidden dimension