Skin Songtext
von Fall in Green

I make a canvas of my chest
Each ink-prick a penitent step
Towards an unknown light
Explored like a crow explores night

The roses decay with my flesh
In organ lament for each love
Oak-carved in solemn phrase
To bleed their scent beneath strangers′ gaze


As years roll, each Sisyphean scar
Etched across virgin skin becomes art
My heart pushed out from in
To weep, more like Narcissus' kin

Now I am a museum
Artefacts of sad youth on show, blue-black
My menagerie keeps me warm from without
Prayers back on track

Towards God again
And my solitary pain