Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble of Shadows piosenki

I shattered all the mirrors fearfully hoping that they won't be able to remember my face. Darkest of all lights most greedy to embrace surrounded by demons and breathing in life... "I don't want to be a perverted temple of my Lord... thought His hand I am I h...

I remember the day Like it was yesterday... Minus the happiness I'm kind of in the same place... again, 'Cause nothing does ever change, old friend... And, yet... I am not the same (at all) 

Alles ist nur Illusion Und von mir erschaffen Doch ich vermag ihr nicht zu entfliehen Bin in meinem eigenen Trugbild gefangen Und meine armen Augen erkennen kein Ziel Die Antwort kann niemals im Außen sein Sie liegt stets im Inneren Schläft in mir drin...

Zahl' von 11 ruckwarts bis 7, wurd's auf Morgen gern verschieben; frag' mich ob sich noch was lohnt...- Tragheit als Einz'ge hier noch wohnt 

I found myself in a room that resembled a bath, saw my image reflected, watched my genitals falling off. Oh, what a sight when I understood the fright and what it (really) was: -as the old shape- deceased the transformation increased...- "the unexpected pat...

Mors voluntaria venerabilis es dea me suaviari cum labris frigorum tu obscurissima omnes deorum... 

I dreamt that I was lying on the bottom of the dark and never-ending sea, on a bed that my dead lover was preparing with his own skeleton for me ... ("...bring us a goat and we'll show you the way straight through the realm of the fallen and slain ...") I...

I've been alone with him inside my mind And in my dreams He kissed my lips a thousand times I sometimes see him pass outside my door Hello, is it me you're looking for? I can't see it in your eyes I can't see it in your smile He's all I've ever wanted,...

What is is a game for scholars So: it was sheer necessity nothing but chance that for reasons hidden to the world has led the two soul here Made them equal like dog and owner annoyed but neutral spend the night sharing the same bed they did slumber beneath two...

I've been so very patient I've wasted so much time I've waited forever, it seems But he never came. Such is my greatest weakness Oh, occasionally I care But I am out of patience now I am so done with men I may be dissapointed But I am not surprised...

If I could go back in time To see myself as a child Would I speak of what lies in wait Or would I just watch myself play? If I could go back in time To appear to myself as a vision of light Would there be guidance in prophecy Or nothing but shattering...

"...Armes, Dunkles Wolkenkind, hast Dich erneut in Sturm gehullt, im fadenschein'gen Pechgewand Dich selbst in ew'ger Nacht verbannt. Die undurchdringlich' zweite Haut, hat die Grenze zur Welt erbaut...- als Eierschale, hart wie Stein, lasst sie kein Li...

As through the pipes the waters fell down to the bottom of the well, in listless apathy I gazed at the cold waters ... - as he bathed. I half beheld that scenery and its most sensual masculinity. Yet, disappointment, oh, can't you see, is still the cau...

When I was a little child We often walked the country-side in brightest sunlight, or in rain my mother took me by the hand and as she had me in her tow a frown then came upon her brow she turned her head, looked down at me and spoke these words of proph...

The old monk of a somewhat Thelemite, or "crow"-related order dressed in a torn, old grown of jute, had been locked up in a tiny box inside a wall this cubic room was painted in dark(est)-red and midnight blue When the door was opened again, he was screa...

Oh, I the wetly weak claw led by his strong warm paw walking the forbidden path through high uncut summer grass while hunters nose dive membranes servants to their flight were buzzing all around our heads black parasol, balance and shades Those little...

Infants like phantoms, denied and suspected, their existence discovered always when least expected. Prepared for the day, the knight, he just cannot keep the perfect mask in its place, when he is falling asleep. Faces slacken in slum ber, each rigid muscle rel...

Who is the old man, who fills my heart with greatest pain yet his name remains unheard? I look at you and true tears shake my eternal saturnworld. Who is the old man, whose picture burned itself down to the bottom of my soul. You push me back and raise me...

Oh, wie gern' würd' er Euch kunden Von der Welt und wie er sie sieht, Doch wie könnte von etwas er sprechen, Von dem er absolut nichts versteht?! Wie gern' würd' er Euch singen Von der Liebe, die alles durchwebt, Doch ihm bleibt nur die traurige Klage,...

Now and then I'm scared, when I seem to forget how sounds become words or even sentences ... No, I don't speak anymore and what could I say, since no-one is there and there is nothing to say ... So, I prefer to lie in darkest silence alone ... listening to th...