πŸ‡¬πŸ‡§ Death in June &

πŸ‡«πŸ‡· Les Joyaux de la Princesse

Γ–stenmarsch

From the album Γ–stenbrΓ€un (1989/353). Yes the diacritics; I won't ever be sure if the fuckup is intentional or because of πŸ‡¬πŸ‡§ & πŸ‡«πŸ‡· really having no one to proofread the πŸ‡©πŸ‡ͺ way back then.. 😞 So sei es.

And β€œhermetic lyrics”, I pondered elsewhere. ENOTIME rn @ this 1/11/25 12:12 as it happens. πŸ«₯ So just be dumping..

Just a booklet picture snipped from someplace.
 You lay covered in those moments, β‘Š
  as you do in the morning
 when you awake β‘Š
  from an agonizing dream,
 And in the course of detention
 you sometimes appeal β‘Š
  to the wilderness
 To the events which were β‘Š
  getting underway
 when you lost your footing,
 Events which were β‘Š
  like semi-awakenings β‘Š
  that at times explode β‘Š
  on the surface of the windscreen.
 You flounder under, β‘Š
  and then you sink.

 The man I was seeking β‘Š
  among other men
 died in his bed β‘Š
  like a royal prince,
 before covering his body β‘Š
  with the standard,
 a grace and a trouble, surely.
 By its gentle gesture β‘Š
  there arose an instinct.
 I recognised a hand lift β‘Š
  among the dead.

 Alone you did what β‘Š
  a soldier would not dare do;
 You now descend β‘Š
  without fear or sorrow.
 Black shorts gloved your soul β‘Š
  like your body
 and, when you offended β‘Š
  the designated grave,
 the line of a puzzle β‘Š
  aligned upon a lightning bolt,
 was cut into shapes β‘Š
  with the sharp edge of a blade.

 We saw you arise, β‘Š
  carried away by madness,
 attached tightly by your hair β‘Š
  to wreathes of iron
 in that swirling swastika β‘Š
  and that dirty rose,
 your arms twisted β‘Š
  from being taken alive.

 So which angel has led you β‘Š
  across the solid fields?
 Go without stumbling, β‘Š
  bending the air with your hands.
 A delicate helix β‘Š
  in front of a meteor,
 thus marking out and β‘Š
  destroying our precious path.

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