Bis Zum Hahnenschrei
Sopor Aeternus
Until the Cock Crows
What is the secret
Of the strange attraction
When he lies on his side
Full, clothed, erect?
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
No gesture and no word
Leads his thoughts away
True it is precisely then
When it can never happen
He is cold, one sees the breath
Breathing in and out the belly
And from the dark underworld
He has joined me
