Doppelganger

I slowly release a wreath of delicate white lilies
Down the river of oblivion, under the melting clouds
But if you forget about the pain even for a little while
I will put a sparkling scalpel into your weak fingers
In order for the sobering cold to penetrate your sultry dreams
I will make you walk barefoot in the cold

And if you get tired of making dead loops in the sky,
Do you want warmth and peace, simple human joys,
I'll push you to the edge of the abyss and then I'll hold you
And I will laugh for a long time at your worthless weakness
In order for all your fears to come closer and manifest
So that your feelings are not dulled
 
And if you begin to cling to the thin stems of hope
I will become a cruel wind, water eroding roots
And I crawl into your warm heart, warmed by faith,
a slippery cold snake,
To remind you of the sweet smell of death,
of the eternal pain of birth,
And that all happiness does not last more than a moment
 
When you realize everything and want to drive me away
Get rid of the endless war with your own shadow
I'll be innocent again, I'll be you again
And together we will believe in short happy moments
But somewhere a scalpel is already raised over the tenderness
of virgin lilies,
So that your feelings are not dulled