Wintermute — текст песни (Bethlehem)

Produced from the maelstrom of neglection
my nocturnal prayer died away
in the unreality of a never ending happiness
My prayer...?
Died away in eternity!

If there`s live before death
it`s not for me
who spreads his dark cold pinion
over the eternal silence
of a gnawed frosty winter landscape
My prayer...?
Died away in eternity!

The answer of the mystery
which is put into my hands
is the unholy property of a
longest forgotten insufficiency
which built on rusty pillars
indulges in senseuality to the
morbid repulsiveness of ruin
and what moves there in the shadow?
It`s your image!
Who calls there in the mirror?
It`s your comprehension!

Unrestlessness whispering appearences
shatter the frail ear
which escapes with the folly
of an unconcerned remonstration
up through black dirt into the light

Wintermute:
music by matton/bartsch dez `92
lyrics by bartsch nov `92