Sopor Aeternus
Les Fleurs Du Mal

Oh, I the wetly weak claw
led by his strong warm paw
walking the forbidden path
through high uncut summer grass
while hunters nose dive
membranes servants to their flight
were buzzing all around our heads
black parasol, balance and shades

Those little bells on my fool's cap
all witness to my sad defect
crowning my pale seriousness
in most ridiculous distress

The smile on his weather-tanned face
his white teeth somewhat out of place
the gentle roughness of his hands
dark soil staining his fingernails

Ushered into the forest's hold
I'm folding up my parasol
heralding fears of deprivation
in answer to my hesitation
he's parting the branches as we move
I dare a smile in shy excuse
Oh does he know the ghosts I drag
the dreadful ending I expect?
The boyish hand of this olden maid
hints secrets, guarded by her face

Does your world know my shadow's near,
the loop of time I always fear?
The fact that I carelessly stepped
into my very own, dark trap?
You stride, I'm glancing at your belt
should I miss any of the things I never felt?

The shaking hand of this olden maid
instead waters the flowers
on her ancient grave.



Mirror lyrics:


on her ancient grave.
instead waters the flowers
The shaking hand of this olden maid

should I miss any of the things I never felt?
You stride, I'm glancing at your belt
into my very own, dark trap?
The fact that I carelessly stepped
the loop of time I always fear?
Does your world know my shadow's near,

hints secrets, guarded by her face
The boyish hand of this olden maid
the dreadful ending I expect?
Oh does he know the ghosts I drag
I dare a smile in shy excuse
he's parting the branches as we move
in answer to my hesitation
heralding fears of deprivation
I'm folding up my parasol
Ushered into the forest's hold

dark soil staining his fingernails
the gentle roughness of his hands
his white teeth somewhat out of place
The smile on his weather-tanned face

in most ridiculous distress
crowning my pale seriousness
all witness to my sad defect
Those little bells on my fool's cap

black parasol, balance and shades
were buzzing all around our heads
membranes servants to their flight
while hunters nose dive
through high uncut summer grass
walking the forbidden path
led by his strong warm paw
Oh, I the wetly weak claw


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