The Mirror - Sub Rosa

The Mirror found me between the sheets of violet pleasures

The Mirror called me from deep wet circles on bar tables

The Mirror caught me in secret prisons by the rainbow

The Mirror showed me the private visions of my Ego Clown

Who is the jester chained down the wall?

I saw the unseen and thus my eyes could see no more

I loved the Heart’s Queen.

See my dead head upon her pole

I clutched the answers and blind I walk cold floored halls

Crimson tears — the Ego Clown

Who’s the jester?

Jokes… They creep behind my tear drops

Boats… They float your calm red river

Dopes… The crushed blue pills on the floor

The crushed dreams on my cold soul

The scarlet visions once called «Home»

Distorted earphones come undone

Chameleon actress dreams her role

The broken mirror rips my hopes

My sheets entwined still love your clothes

The jester’s passion overflows

My outfits blame my sinner core

Emotions tangle with bourbon

To drown my feelings, stubborn

The circus kisses its son back home

«When one is all and all is one»

To be a clown and not to mourn

The childhood dreams die — Ego Clown

Who has seen their lies?

— Ego Clown

Who has been his life?

— Ego Clown

Who cries the tearsmile?

— Ego Clown

Who saw the unseen?

— Ego Clown

Who loved the Heart’s Queen?

— Ego Clown

Who clutched the answers?

— Ego Clown

Around the Sun, runs — Ego Clown

Around the Sun, runs… Ego Clown

Around the Sun, runs… Ego Clown

Around the Sun, runs… Crimson Clown

Around the Sun, runs… Ego Clown