Birth-Fiendish Figuration - Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows (永恒沉睡)

Exposed with hands as empty as the opposite space

Crawlingly we move to where the final station lies

To whom is the debt that we are forced to pay

Real faces dare to appear only when we turn away

Truth reveals itself reveal yourself

A face ordained to serve the hypocrites

We know the masks the artificial smiles

Mind's black eyes should break the lies

Distorted pictures are all trans/parent to us

Phantasmagoria such a useful weapon;

Ineffectual against us

Enemies with the knowledge of truth

Truth makes me sick what a wretched play

Paralysed by flesh and bone

Condemned to vegetate

Condemned to stay alone

Helplessly we are escaping we're clinging to

Stranded at the shores oh beloved infamous side

Our distress in perfection trials and tribulations

Preferring our pain we'll stay and die