Wintermute Lyrics - Bethlehem

Produced from the maelstrom of neglection 

my nocturnal prayer died away 

in the unreality of a never ending happiness 

"My prayer...?" 

"Died away in eternity!" 

If there's live before death 

it's not for me 

who spreads his dark cold pinion 

over the eternal silence 

of a gnawed frosty winter landscape 

"My prayer...?" 

"Died away in eternity!" 

The answer of the mystery 

which is put into my hands 

is the unholy property of a 

longest forgotten insufficiency 

which built on rusty pillars 

indulges in senseuality to the 

morbid repulsiveness of ruin 

"and what moves there in the shadow?" 

"It's your image!" 

"Who calls there in the mirror?" 

"It's your comprehension!" 

Unrestlessness whispering appearences 

shatter the frail ear 

which escapes with the folly 

of an unconcerned remonstration 

up through black dirt into the light