We love like
There's still something left
A happy ending
We wait there
Where God laughs at churches,
Priests, rituals,
The beautiful altarpieces
The whole world
I can't offer you comfort
Because I'm only human
I can't offer you warmth
Because I'm also shivering
All of us are grasping
For even a tiny bit of heaven
In the armpit of death
Here in the longing place [1]
In a world, where
A hand reforms to a bony fist
Castles in the sky into dust
Into a fictional image
I can't offer you comfort
Because I'm only human
I can't offer you warmth
Because I'm also shivering
And stepping on the groud
The shadow of a darkening sky
The cold song of the night above