White Marble
 作词 : Andreas Richau
 作曲 : Markus Dold/Andreas Richau/Jan Lüftner/David Christmann

A perfect frame
Outlining the dawn
A distorted picture
Of a past long gone

White sand so soft
Is filling my palms
Running through my fingers
Like an hourglass

Carving your likeness
Into marble and steel
Where mountains crumble
And are washed to the sea

A wasteful war
Long time foreseen
Overturned your statues
Brought oblivion

You’ve tried to save yourself
From death and decay
But gold will fall
And white turns gray

Oh Vanity
Becomes so small
Like mighty kings
When time takes its toll