Body Of Clay — Agathodaimon

Cry with my tears Cry with my pain Still in the cold Neverending rain

With one of your kisses My words you'd freeze From one of your kisses My bleeding would cease

Shed all my tears The flood devours all The earth, us, rushing... A shy, whispered call

Death becomes angels Who won't turn away Defying all my yearing And my body of clay

Cry with my crying You end up like (a) mole Death loves the angels Retired into my soul

As I'm drained and welken My last wish I sigh Let me be, darling Tears in your eye.