The Virgin Queen - Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows (永恒沉睡)

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Oh dear me I do still ponder on

The old "first question" I ever raised

Was by mistake a "singular" one

Handsome and straight

I only detect the safety of denial

The "masculinear" slap in the face

There are some tears I shall never cry

Brothers in arms I tend to ignore

I am sadly waving a sigh

From the other shore

It is by far not an easy thing

To delight the barrent heart

Of the Virgin Queen

There is not a man walking this earth

That I would like to watch

I do not care about your pretty face

I never thought about your crotch

I do not marvel at your body

Be it athletic or fat

I do not long for your sick kiss

There is no room for you in my bed

There's no magic-man wand'ring here

Who's wand I'd want to touch

Well I don't mind a handsome face

But none shall ever make me blush

I never bowed before a statu(r)e

For I'm the Gorgon's work of art

I am not dying to be kissed

There's no fire in my well-sedated heart

Sailors soldiers cops and rangers

And fire-fighters too

Some like a man in uniform well I confess I do

Auf Pfederucken wohnt das Gluck

Schau dieser hengst ist gut bestuckt

It is by far not an easy thing

To delight the heart of the Virgin Queen

Oh sailors soldiers cops and rangers

Fire-fighters too

Some like a man in uniform

And our queen does too

But she is married to the throne

The royal sceptre that she holds

She made the greatest sacrifice

For the poses she's destined to strike

We're sailors soldiers cops and rangers

Fire-fighters too

We're marching men in uniform

Our queen is fair and true

Oh she's so lonely on her throne

Cold is the sceptre that she holds

She made the greatest sacrifice

For the poses that she's destined to strike

Brothers in arms I tend to ignore

I am sadly waving a sigh from the other shore

Brothers in arms I tend to ignore

I am sadly waving a sigh from the other shore

It is by far not an easy thing

To delight the barren heart of the Birgin Queen

Brothers in arms she tends to ignore

She is sadly waving a sigh

From the other shore

It is by far not an easy thing

To delight the barren heard

Of the Virgin Queen

Brothers in arms I tend to ignore

I am sadly waving a sigh from the other shore

It is by far not an easy thing

To delight the barren heart of the Birgin Queen