Engelsstaub Phantasmagoria
From times immemorial I lived in darkness
In blooming silence. Eyes - only able to see
In darkness, ears - only able to hear the
Beat of my heart. My senses are dead
Eternal darkness - eternal silence -
Dreamless sleep. I roused up by an
Unfamiliar thought: flared up pictures had
Died like falling stars. My hope for light
Rushed through my body. An unknown but
Warm voice cut the dull silence: words which
Never would open my closed lips. Weally, I
Noticed a pale face but full of life and with
A painful expression. I foresaw its tears
Which never would find their way to freedom
For this long time I had been on my own but
Who was this transparent statue?
I was able to see with its eyes and able to
Hear with its ears. I felt with its senses...
I absorbed its thoughts and dreams to live
There in. But as soon as sleep had left me I
Was alone again, nearer to death than
Before. One feeling remained, my yearning
For breaking out of this darkness to float in
Radiant light to understand the spoken words
After all. I wanted to conquer the regions of
Light and tone. Therefore I would fight. I would
Cut off the veil of darkness with my beholding
Eyes. With my hearing ears I would force the
Silence to scream.Then the spell would be
Broken and I would be free. Now - in the
Distance I already can see the light and hear
The gentle voice that tempt me. I walk
Towards, try to touch it...
Finally, I step out from this world into this
Light. As I reach the source of light and tone I
See the pale face with eyes full of life, I listen
To the words. I'm not alone any longer
But... It's my mirage
