MIRROR MIND

concealed, never revealed, strong these motions flow
one running into refuge of silence, walking heavenly
so loud the anticipation of this wave echoes around
warping, interlaced as spiderwebs of purple, hot mist
shivering, bathing in day's warmth, lost...

breathing in and out I bathe in my presence, so thick it is
as a dew of tears rise and evaporate in my empty silence again
ever so hollow as if this void was crafted, ripped by cold, cruel hands
that shape the face of my core, my being, my shadow -
blast this mundane ignorance to dust, raging and screaming, my friend
I'll follow thee to the place where we meet

let it be born, pour some expensive wine in the flame, make it burn
before this beautiful fire of dreams turns into ashen, gray dust
let it unfold at thy feet as a fluffy carpet of clouds,
so thick, soft and pleasant, like if touched by the gods

...or we will be waiting forever

exploring your image
delving deep into the sea of pixels
I feel your touch

sitting on the rough edge of this misty abyss
feeling so light I swing my legs in joy of the unseen
dreaming into oblivion of those hung purple clouds
near my realm into the sunset-painted horizon

shall we take a walk towards there...?
Ah... I see...
you dispel my image of heaven with this distrust
you rape my ideas and turn it like it was only some foolish lust
you, who understands nothing -
do you really still think you're a god?

what for did I try
if all I did was in vain?
what for did I rise you
if you shall fall again?

a sad and a fallen god you are
drunk from your own splendour that has long gone

alone, all alone I sit there and play with the world
shaping into reality the image of my belief
while you cry and tear all your walls apart
vading through desire and pitfalls of broken dreams

beyond, far beyond you, in this dreamy realm
my fantasies flow so untouched and divine
while you sleep through these ashes and dust
drinking this filth like the wine of gods

down, all down your spirit falls as I rise in my thought
beyond your rainy and sad humanity
that burdens you so...

no longer do I recognize the person I met
no longer any advice from you costs more than a spit

I'm in no debt
for a ruined castle where my idols once dwelt

can you feel me in the dark?

what do I do, now I've reached the edge?
the cliff is steep to the plain below
miles upon miles of empty air
and no hand will I hold, but your hand.
only then I am not affraid...

what do I do when
smothering blackness of night engulfs me?
coldly dark, so dark I tingle with sudden fear

what do I do with a life that tells
the end of the world in a darkened mist?
written on blank pages that time has now vanished
a dream-book in color that age turned to dust

through the myriad days these feelings flow
can you feel how I long for your embrace...?
can you feel me...?

down through the clouds of twilight
we fall yearning for safety
for our short eternity alone we'll walk
always longing for more
never quenching the thirst
never finding the peace
through all the new constellations
we'll speed
listening how spheres sing
we'll always feel deceit
we'll always feel lies
we'll always feel what's inside

do not go, stay for a streak
the fire's still burning
the sea is still roaring
and the twilight spreads its wings
and scatters the stars across nightsky

come, do not be afraid
the darkness is warm
and the night is soft like the dew -
it will conceal you from those prying eyes
and bring nothing but peace...