Finale
When
Where
Who
Which
Flow of blood from the cage of my memory,
In the cradle of a thousand years of bliss.
And I, an actor cast eternally
as the Sphinx in the desert winter.
Now you know the sadness
of the stillborn flesh.
And I, a holy actor, cast eternally
as a dark shining Margineaux, cast into Hell.
Glow!
Burn!
Cool down,
and sing!
Born in this world,
born in an instant,
born all over again.
Where
Who
Which
Flow of blood from the cage of my memory,
In the cradle of a thousand years of bliss.
And I, an actor cast eternally
as the Sphinx in the desert winter.
Now you know the sadness
of the stillborn flesh.
And I, a holy actor, cast eternally
as a dark shining Margineaux, cast into Hell.
Glow!
Burn!
Cool down,
and sing!
Born in this world,
born in an instant,
born all over again.