Mein Herz Brennt Now, dear children, pay attention * I am the voice from the pillow I have brought you something I ripped it from my chest
With this heart I have the power to blackmail the eyelids I sing until the day awakes a bright light on the heavens my heart burns
They come to you in the night demons, ghosts, black fairies they creep out of the cellar shaft and will look under your bedding
Now, dear children, pay attention I am the voice from the pillow I have brought you something a bright light on the heavens my heart burns
They come to you in the night and steal your small hot tears they wait until the moon awakes and put them in my cold veins
Now, dear children, pay attention I am the voice from the pillow I sing until the day awakes a bright light on the heavens my heart burns
My heart burns
sasamiechan · Sun Dec 31, 2006 @ 05:20am · 0 Comments |