Circus

Tied up and gagged
Hooded and tagged
They´re all yours to command

I am corpse, I am carrion prey
I have a crow at each brow
plucking eyes in my mask of death
The darkness is complete

Who´s the hooded one, mother mine?
Who is gagged when all are silent?
and bitten when we move

Inflamed! My mask is burning
The night is dead; dark, putrid flesh turning
´pon a chair in the dying corner
I am your bagful of fear
I´ll commit, I´ll admit
I´ll be the dagger, drive me in
I´ll be all motionless and still
My river runs within – still and deep

I am beast, I am carrion prey to the Cyclops tribe
String me up to a cherry tree
come one, come all – and hang with me
I´m already hogtied – entangled in your marionette strings

I am dancing
the embodiment of fear
a shake for every fearful tear
a ruckus for the righteous
In the end
They no longer know
cast stones into mirrors – onto themselves

Mother mine!
Stab yourself, mother mine
bleed your own river, dark and wide
Mine runs within, still and deep
Don´t shake me so, it will overflow