Can I trust you, mortal boy?

You say you love me
oh, sure you do
but what exactly does this affirmation mean
I do not have the slightest notion, no idea
of what you understand by love
and other terms as worn-out
such as this old song and dance, you call romance

Quite different flowers grow indeed
in my small semantic garden

So let us see
if your good vow is more than just some chemical imbalance
is it worth the air you breathe
or will it be just another waste of time with you
what I call love, precious and true,
would you refer to this as sin or crime or all that silly crap?

SO, now let me put you to the test:

How often have I heard these words
"I love you so much, dearest dear"
that I would die for you, right now, right here
sure, doing this you're sitting pretty
but I say: PISS ON IT!
because this way is far too easy

But do you also have the strenght
to be there for me till the end
would you have courage, live for me
respect my wishes, my decree?
Would you defend me against the world,
fight the doctors playing god,
slap the priests if they come near
or anyone who interferes?

Is the version of your love as true
that you would use all means within your power
just to meet the urgent plea,
that solemn, final wish for dying
of a helpless her or him
who lies in pain, who's suffering
now only begging for the end

so, tell me: IS YOUR LOVE THAT OF A TRUE FRIEND?

If I lay crying in my bed
waiting, no longing for the end
if I decide my time has come
would you then be that trustful one
to guard this chamber, break this shell
and free me from this living hell
by making sure, my death is swift
would you grant me that sacred gift?

"Blessed is the flower that grows in the night
blessed the poison that helps you to die
blessed the guidance of a loyal friend
blessed is he who brings the end"

now that you've heard it, let me know:
are you then willing to let go?
say, would you do all this for me
would you respect my wishes, my dignity?

because that's what LOVE means to me!

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Lyrics copyright Anna Varney/Sopor Aeternus... inte hemloxen, dessvärre.