Texty:
Sopor Aeternus Ich Töte Mich Jedesmal Aufs Neue

am the banquet, I am deficious, into darkness we'll fall back again ... Meister des Mordes, nimm meine Augen, an diesen Ort kann ich nicht sein, strecke mich

: "Living ...- have a look at the living! Dancing blindly, losing balance ... - will you choose pain or will you prefer "the penance"?" The living and

: Ivy kissed the shadows, as morning lusts for deed, (s)he, with lips of sweetest pain, lies in wait for you. With the death (s)he went away, before

: Hands folded in a prayer, a rosary embedded in-between tonight I'll join you in your sleep ... I'll bring you back to life this night, it's wont for

: I shattered all the mirrors fearfully hoping that they won't be able to remember my face. Darkest of all light, most greedy to embrace, surrounded

: Shivering with awe and daylight, "here is my throat", I said, as I bowed my head in silence to him. Behold my white flesh shining in the velvet darkness