Mourning morning

When everything in the world is done Tragic scenery, a mourning song The nostalgic path of the unknown The voice of a forgotten son Shall dwell no more in the deep And the skies shall weep A new rising of the red sun When this nightmare is gone For the claiming of the misfortune’s gun……

At

At the edge of shame, I’ll turn around and disappear At the verge of death, I will be tattooed with your fear At the end of time, I will ask you to be as one…

When a song becomes an anthem

I can cry to the deep blue note of a lonesome voice My heart will stop with every chord My head will spin at every silence before the chorus I will be there… Endless waiting for the one who is left alone I will fly with every note The melodic path back home The shivers…

Intergalactic fade out

Can you take my confessions all the way to Mars? Leave them there, to burn on the red sky Flowers of fire torching distant ambiguities Black rose, white rose, growing galaxies Can you take my love all the way back to Pluto? Leave it there, to freeze with dusty air Stone cold edges of pain,…

Lonely sad day

Reeking scent of a sweet skin Decadence, massive destruction Strange music, odd muses for a destructive art Brown walls of poverty upon naivety Everything seams near But near, is far Automatic delay for the proximity decay Numbness and the sonic mistake The ruin and glory just became fake Fabricated and vain Every day turns the…

De vi de ded

Distant lovers, they suffer Away from each other, they muster up All their pain to overcome, from The other side of the world, they Distort really to endure, before Every night grows old, and They can’t do much for this, so They write poems, above All they nurtured is afar, when? Did we lose all…

Bouquet

Here I leave you this bouquet of roses Roses are not meant for the dead But these roses are not made of perfume These roses are made of words… A word for the dead Rain won’t spoil your tragic ornament Wind won’t tear apart these feelings Time may erase them for good… Time will end…

Mr. Sandman

Mr. Sandman, he crashes my dreams Every night, around 3 He is slowly killing me Even though like a good guy he seems… Mr. Sandman, he knows what I can see That she was precious to me That my dreams are the only way into her today And that there is so much we didn’t…

Emerged as one…

It’s true, love is like a dream You can wake abruptly You can wake gently You can’t dream forever, but you only need to do it for a lifetime We shared some vivid dream, don’t we? Whit all the excitement and the tragedy With all the romance and the vanity Now, we have awakened… For…

Empty plate

A black and white life, the remorse and the empty plate A street light shining over every teardrop The minor musical scale, a sacrifice and the empty plate A red rose glows with remorse Clearwater to wash the surroundings Blackened fireplace to burn the cold A boy gets older too Why is every eye looking…