Sopor Aeternus

Shadowsphere

This is a sad day here in the world of shades,
but even pain has its own beauty,
even pain can perform a lovely face.
Blinding stream, double-edged,
in an extra-terrestrial gloom,
beautiful creation of steel
grown in my barren womb...
The way into the light will separate me from my flesh,
myriads in their birth-given red... -
forcefully swimming through-out space.
This darkest space is wide
and the mountain is still so high,
fly up my black little eyes
and cross the frontiers that dare to define my life...!
No space too vast and surely no place too far,
the groping sister feels that her eyes
must be somehow alive.
So she is afraid of all the dwellers of the dark,
in their blindness they will never understand
the tempting gift of sight.
This place is cold, blindly she can feel
the dead winds caressing the rocks.
From high above they come way down,
these angels kissing our undead bodies to stone...

"Black wall, eat up my life and suffocate !"
This is a sad day in the shadowsphere.
Two suns are dancing cruelly in the dark,
forcefully swimming through-out this space...