Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows - The Skeletal Garden

The Skeletal Garden
Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows
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Will I become like the old man from next door?...

Obsessed with the fear of losing his mind
He soon couldn't take care of himself anymore
He had no friends or relatives to look after him
Only once a week some male nurse dropped in

He was found in his bed, dehydrated...
Unconscious, as he was, they brought him to a different place

"We've never heard of him since..."

He lived alone in his house for most of his life
And I wouldn't be suprised
If he had died the day they put him in a room
With people he'd never seen before

He had a wild garden behind his house, beautiful and dark
Woodpeckers and squirrels lived there
And hedgehogs, mice and martens
Hazelnut-trees and wild strawberries grew
And cherries, and apples and pears, and currants of red and black...
All hidden in this private place

In the safety of the shadows the fragile fern slept
Along the winding paths the wild-flowers wept
Snowdrops nodded their little heads in spring
Forget-me-nots, and all kinds of things
Of which I do not know the names...
And, of course, there was ivy everywhere

It happend the same week they took him away
Workers hacked down all of the trees in the garden
Hired by the envious people outside who had always been terrified
By the beauty that enchanted this place
And the darkness it was breathing...

Yet, none of them could keep the dead birds from singing...