[MELCHIOR]
Where I go, when I go there
No more memory anymore
Only men on distant ships
The women with them swimming with them to shore

[MORITZ]
Where I go, when I go there
No more whispering anymore
Only hymns upon your lips
A mystic wisdom, rising with them to shore

[ERNST]
Touch me, just like that
And that, oh yeah
Now, that's heaven
Now, that I like
God, that's so nice
Now lower down
Where the figs lie

[COMPANY, throughout this interaction]
Oh, oh my god, oh, yeah yeah yeah
Touch me

[MORITZ, spoken]
Still...you must admit...with the two anatomies... it truly is daunting, I mean, how everything might...
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