| My heart breaks, bleeding to death
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| Shattered awake, nothing but breath
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| What are you now, new virgin snow?
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| You melt in my arms as I hold you close
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| Light explodes in my soul, fragments the whole
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| With distant eyes I sit and wait, closing the gate
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| The fire is out, warmth gone thereof
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| My wounds soothed by the stars above
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| Gold wine is drunk, dregs remain
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| Bitter as wormwood, salty as pain
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| God’s ears are filled with silence yet the call of the drum
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| Sounds in my chest, eternal rest, descend to hell
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| I’ll love him ‘til his thickened skin is torn to shreds
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| ‘Til his last drop of blood is shorn
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| I’ll love him ‘til his dry bones fall apart
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| ‘Til the ghost is satiated in his heart
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| In my fight to be alone I peer beneath his tombstone
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| In the crypt I behold a shadow in the air now growing cold
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| With my heat the cold now unites
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| Creates a mist so thick I have no sight
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| What can penetrate sadness so true?
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| Only You
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| Silence around, leaf falls to leaf
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| Through the trees, longing now creeps
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| Perceive yourself, perceive now God
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| All is dust — what more do you want?
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| Deep in the darkness in his face I found my place
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| What penetrates sadness so true?
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| Only you |