(Ver)Gift[Et]?

[The new Messiah]
 Das Gift des Messias
 Rainbow's End
 The new Messiah
 Das Gift wartet auf uns am anderen Ende des
 Regenbogen
 Thankful as I stumble into future
 I fall asleep in this god-given Gift
 Kind of weird your absolution
 Father, make them go!
 Your hand touches my face
 As if it glides through water
 A kiss on lifeless flesh
 You should have practiced what you preach!
 First you asked for darkness
 And now you want the sun
 It's been so long since someone cared
 A hostage just to have a friend
 How thoughtful and how kind
 Drown my head in water
 Slice me into halves
 You really think I'd care?
 Legenden werden geboren und in kleinen
 gepolsterten Zimmern aufbewahrt.
 Einsam lernst Du das zu lieben was Du nie
 beruhren wirst
 It is rather indefinable whether a dream can response to reality,
 or if it is possibly more likely that the knowledge
 of the existence of our subconscious being,
 which sincerely rejects what is not in our definate(range of) acceptance,
 can survive much longer...
 However our decision may turn out,
 the magic of its inspirative influence issurely the best proof
 to what research has made me accept...
 Metablic, schizoid indeed, s-care-ful-d we may tremble towards our future,
 but still always being aware of nothing else more anxiously,
 but of our dreams.