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Sopor Aeternus - The Devil's Instrument lyrics
Thoughts are spinning their inescapable threads
 transforming us cruelly into marionettes.
 Everything I feel is pain
 and the Devil holds us in his hands.
 Buried desperately in my chest
 a rose for myself and a rose for the dead.
 A serenade of tears, lifelessly
 we feel the beat, though no orchestra is there to be seen...
 I am you, I am you - you are me,
 what I am, what are you - who are we ?
 What is truth and what is lie,
 who are you and what am I?
 In a cradle of mercy we are sleeping
 the half-sleep of oblivion.
 No holy water could wash away our faultsSopor Aeternus - The Devil's Instrument - http://motolyrics.com/sopor-aeternus/the-devils-instrument-lyrics.html
 nor do benediction purify our unclean souls.
 The gates remain locked
 for the wingless children of wrath,
 so long ago splintered and trodden down
 us children of glass...
 Please, my Lord, extinguish the light,
 the illumination hurts my eyes.
 My choice was wrong, so wrong:
 truly everything is pain...
 We are crying with wolves
 like stone we are sleeping with the dead;
 soon we'll be gone and you're left
 the instrument...
 Sopor Aeternus The Devil's Instrument








