Sopor Aeternus Backbone Practise Lyrics:
[unpleasant reminder in a subterranean pathlogy
department]

we are entering the operation theatre of the
ramiliar morgue: the student nurses are making a
lot of noise, their voices echo from the bare
tiles walls... I improvise a fainting fit: "I
cannot bare these voices anymore...!"

the tiny spineless spider, who really is a dog,
has hurt herself - or did she get hurt ?- somthing
'bout her back... oh, does she need a new one?
Torso-less she onlydoes consist of legs... much
like a crushed little cross, a tiny crucifix. so
cautiously she's stalking now across the palm of
my right hand, merly a thin branch in the wind,
touching the wound... where i had cut my finger.

i hand her over to the nurses, one of them -
directed me by the teacher carries out
theoperation, for wich i dont have the knoledge.
one day everyone here must fulfil this very task
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alone, as it's the only way to learn... and in the
end become a master... yes, this means
responsibility, and it's connected directly to
stress and fear.

the little spider has her operation on a table
that is decorated like a forest, all with thicket
and fir trees... and right beside the flashing
lights and displays of the instruments.

so hear now of the very scene thet happend right
before this (here):

an elephant on the plane roof of a tall
cathedral... very close to the edge. "climb
down his tail, as if it were a rope! have faith
and confidence, belive that he will hold
you!" but the elephant is not anchored in the
ground, yes, he might have the will to remain in
position, perhaps doing everything within his
power to hold me, not to slip and fall himself...
but in my opinion this is hardly enouth. can this
be a question of trust, at all ?!?

looking out of the window, while the underground
moves down into the tunnel ... - a man, who has
alrady passes the elephant-test, says: "fear
must be conquered, boy! many of what comes up are
merly old fears of death!"
Lyrics: Backbone Practise, Sopor Aeternus [end]