Sopor Aeternus - At The Stroke Of Midnight Gently lyrics

If the face of Love is like that of a clock, then its little Hand is represented by a co*k. At the stroke of midnight then, if you catch my drift, he arrived at the fabulous Cruising-ground, 'cause one of the guys... well... he gave him a Lift. Scott, my goodness, in fishnet, is such a Heart-warming sight: A Butch Queen walks for the first time in drag tonight. He's like a new-born child, despite the ancient Ghosts in Tow. Oh, blessed be the wonders that a wig and Eye-Shadow can do... If the face of Love is like that of a Clock, then it's (hopefully medium-size) little Hand...- Eh, been there: it's a co*k!!! Gently comes the Midnight stroke, sometimes given, sometimes bought. The saddest thing of all the lot is that fleeting Ghost of Lust...