Ch: Aaah... nomen illi mors! stay apparatus! stay apparatus! stay apparatus! stay apparatus!
K: Am I dreaming? I don't care! dreams will keep me alive
(The Archduke confesses:)
K: Something still happened to me I'm out and as sharp as a knife! aah! but this is not a place for me I decide to leave it all up to you I can't die `coz I'm not in these scenes of hopeless dreams Stay apparatus! Die, if you want, I won't!
Ch: Planta dei pullulans in radice fidei internus, interpres, interpretor, inter-nuntius
Ch/S: Spin me back to where I was
("strangers" filter into the minds of the humans)
S: This is too heavy a load for me to carry I'm not the only one here who really cares
Ch: Mundus senescit, vade retro! tolle et lage!
S: Videmus nunc per speculum et in aenigmate
K: If we'll be free, so what would it mean to see! if we'll be god. so what would it mean to be human! if we'll be fulfilled, so what would it mean to need!
Ch: Et in aenigmate et in aenigmate
Ch: Et in aenigmate Et in aenigmate
K: Just go away, I don't need you anymore!
K: I decided to get back where I once came out to the fields, back to prison where darkness is my friend I'm safe in my dreams why I still feel as lonely as I was before nothing has changed my world! nothing has changed my world! Why will this struggle never ever end? why will this struggle never ever end?
Ch: Darkness, friend safe, why, still , -ly, I, I, fool! fool! that sound like you'll give up why will this struggle never end?
S: Spin me back to where I was and I'll start a second time around I'm a perpetuum mobile one day you will need me again everyone here walks alone only viewpoints supporting each other one day we all meet again one day it all will end
S/Ch: God! Gloria in excelsis deo! Es ubi gloria nunc, humanitas?
Part 11: Found
Ch: Somebody told me... have you heard? spiritus mundi!
(K escapes, seeks contact with the strangers...)
S: We are the visions of eternity time will go on long time passing generations will fade to forgiveness!
(...and returns)
(fanfare, the word starts to spread)
Ch: Lost are the small souls, who cannot see, because real soon they all will be betrayed Blessed are the souls, who are aware, 'cause they won't be afraid A time will come when all common things we were taught will lose their old meanings And we will be once again a brave new race
Spiritus mundi! have you heard... Freedom! Amen! Evangelicum!