A stage:
(by the window, darkest night)
Imagine what it would be like if loneliness was all ! No fulfillment, nor hope inside, could I endure this sadest fate if loneliness was all ?
(scene cut)
"Will I ever find the one I've waiting for a thousand years?"
But the answer to this question lies within the confines of your (hopes and) fears
"Heal me, feel me, reveal and seal me! she'd a light upon my lonely soul!"
But there is no-one (no other being) on the outside to make you whole
(scene cut)
"Twelve faces shape the unholy circle, one mask for any opportunity This sphere must remain incomplete - (as) in it's centre the thirteenth mask is me"
If love was something I could feel, at least some kind of cheerfulness - but i feel nothing, drowned in pain, half-frozen in my emptiness
Beyond this veneer of friendless lies my true face, that no-one knows This mask's a lie, obvious and sad, my heart is empty and all is cold
The same stage:
(on the staircase, some other night)
Imagine, what it would be like, if love was really all ! Then I'd truly be alone without a resting place or a final home, if love was really all
"Confide a secret to me, and I'll keep it to myself! I'm like a temple built of sadness, trustworthy like a grave "
(scene cut)