Homunculus Songtext
von Quasi

The naked monkey on his golden chair
It′s a very heavy throne for a castle in the air.
Just like several dozen captains on a slowly sinking boat
Cannot get themselves together to keep the thing afloat
So we go down.

A fleshy engine in its fragile frame
In a soft-shelled exterior in gradual decay
Electrochemical reaction and control
Is there any room inside this thing for what you call a soul?