Coppelia's casket
The flowing tears have already dried up
Solitude starved for blood
Death dances, smelling of angel down
In a town where the black sun never sets
Everyone works silently with an air of deception
I cannot meet you
I cannot meet you here
God, our saviour
Coppelia's casket
People are dolls tired of dancing
The lamb on the altar
Where is the mechanical dream headed?
Coppelia's casket
O light awakened from the darkness
The lamb on the altar
Where is the dream with the broken spring headed?

The soft touch
Finally made me realise how cold my cheek was
Like waking up in the morning
And noticing the birds chirping for the first time
Suddenly
I don't know anything yet
What my heart is seeking
I don't know
I was always looking up at the sky
Like this, since who knows when
I would send my thougts to right below that cloud.