Back in 2003, I stumbled on a song that I loved instantly, though I didn't understand a word of its all-German lyrics: kein zurück. Peter Heppner's vocals, mixed with the haunting and mellow synthpop melodies just captivated me. The videoclip didn't really help understanding the story, as it shows a young woman in a laundry service room, throwing laundry in anger, and escorted out by security - making eye contact with Wolfsheim members within and without, before knocking someone off a bike...
