Sopor Aeternus

May I kiss your wound ?
Maybe that will heal my soul.
Free me from this tomb,
light my darkness, make me whole.
Let me take your hand, and together we shall fly
to a lonely place, where as "lovers" we can die.
In a land ... so dark, of seven moons, eternal night.
With a sky of thousand stars,
yet for us there is no light...-
there waits no light.