BAD MERGENTHEIM {lyrics}

It feels like a twister
It feels like a lie
Everything is not so clear, that you seem to declare
I saw ashes and dust
I saw the beastly blood
Outside it feels so cold ...

It rains in the temple
The clerc lost his voice
The woody lane leaved its leaves
And cried ...
The fountain, ghost in the shade
The moaning trees, well unchained
Smell
This wind of death

I saw the procession
I saw you in dark
I saw the deepest face you had
It's just the flowing time
Like water of the fountain's ghost
Just like you're not virgin anymore