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[unpleasant reminder in a subterranean pathlogy department]

We're entering the operating theatre of the familiar morgue
The student nurses are making a lot of noise
Their voices echo from the bare tiled 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
Something 'bout her back...
Oh, does she need a new one?...
Torsoless she only does 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
Merely 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 by the teacher
Carries out the operation, for which I don't have the knowledge
One day everyone here must fulfil this very task alone
As it's the only way to learn... and in the end become a master...
Yes, this means responsibility
As 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 that happened right before this here

An elephant stands 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, believe 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 enough
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 already passed the elephant-test, says:
"Fears must be conquered, boy!
Many of what comes up are merely old Fears of Death!"

"Fears must be conquered, boy!
Many of what comes up are merely old Fears of Death!"

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