Quotes from the Book of Death, written by a raven to a mole, chapter 5204, paragraph 1835, 6202 B.C.:
 
The depth of a mole's song depends on the quality of the soil.
The mole Friedrich got lost in a tunnel without an exit.
The mole Franz spent his life waiting at the entrance to the law, which was closed before he could enter.
Afield, in our lonely hole, we grow used to solitude; we forget that there are people up there, waiting.
Waiting for what?
“Nevermore,” said the raven.
It is said that love is infinite; it knows no age.
“Nevermore,” said the raven.
Can we find each other again in the fumes?
“Nevermore,” said the raven.
Then the mole Rainer said:
 
“One must allow things their own quiet, undisturbed development, which comes from deep within and cannot be forced or accelerated by anything;
everything must be carried to term—and then given birth.
If one lives the questions, one might, without realizing it, one day live one’s way into the answer.”
 
Then the raven asked, “Nevermore?”

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• Marius Ungureanu - bratsch, guitar, sang

• Morten Ø. Larsen - bas

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