Our home

Dead leaves falling from the trees
as emptiness was crowling through my spine
and tears become frozen at your sight

Past and fears as one
and loneliness sharp as knife
while grieving beneath

Love has passed us by
we're alone
as emptiness we made our home

Elder thoughts
And past hopes
I couldn't stand

as emptiness we made our home...

Welcome back, my child...
Back into my arms you 'll lie in peace...
Wings of destiny - protection of the pain...
Veils unseen will keep you away of wicked eyes...

Feel my hands, my son...
A touch of magic will surround you...
Your return signals experience, knowledge, inner peace
You were gone for so long...
You tasted fear, lust and hunger...
Corrosion, suffocation, dissolution...

Welcome back...
Come, hide into my marble breasts...
Let my fires warm you,
My breath cool of your hate...

My dearest offspring,
Came to peace with his essence...
Ready for greatness
Eager for power and atrocity...

Welcome back my son
To take your rightful place next to Me...
To assert your authority upon your desciples...
To live and to learn from my powers...
Taste the bloody roots of mankind
And dissociate yourself from all the lies...

My beloved child,
Embrace your essence as a gift...
I welcome thee...

A River to the End...

Life and Death, a unique perfection…
Harmony established naturally…
One path leads to the other…
Which comes first, we do not know…
We all follow the same course…
Similar fears torture our hearts:
Awareness of the end, phobia of the unknown…
The rime of departure is not defined…
Another fearsome threat, an agonizing feeling we all suffer…

What if we knew?
What would we do?
How would we live our lives?

Death is like a river…
Never stops, never returns…
The course is preset and it will reach mercilessly the end…
Cold fear is spread through our hearts…
The pain of abandonment and loss,
Emotion that will never be forgotten…
The shed of a tear in memory of the loved ones
That passed away,
That is all that is left after a life full of love…

Fallen

Followed by desire and ambition
my path seemed unlikely deep
while the lights were fading out.

I've searched for you
and for peace of mind
But indeed...

Day after day, my blood run in rivers
and shivers were running up my spine
as I was no longer hearing the beat of your heart

And there was no light today or tomorrow,
for I was alone and you were already defeated, dead

Then an inner voice was calling for me
as I was looking the fiery sky:

"Just pay attention and tell
Do you hear the bell?
Cause the fallen never cry..."

Bloodthirst...

Blood ~ Flows in hot veins,
Majestic evidence of life...
A gift unmatched that never met light...

What greater proof of trust is there? Who could deny its powers?
"Drink my blood! Stay beside me forever..."
"A fear of loss without it..."

"Accept my substance through these veins..."
Devoted desciples, conjurers of miracles we shall become,
Descendants of Eternity ~ semigods....

Blood ~ Conquerer of time, master of reality...
Deprived of its body for our sake only...
Flows down a hidden river?
Stands still upon a wound?
I wouldn't know...

Blood is the life ~ Its greater celebration...
Trust my fangs, I will honour you with them...
I am offering you my Life
To lead yours far away...

Dressed in red

Drops of rain and dust were falling, as the air was screaming through the leaves.

While you were waiting in the river

dressed in red,

holding hands with tears...

Wind was covering your face, as you were hugging the hope of the place to call home,

like a butterfly who flies against the row.

And desperation has no more...

As the first drops were falling onto your face, a fierce fire,

without discrimination, the dress turned to black,

to fit the sky...

And the river changed its row, the leaves stopped to wisper.

Before your tender face turned to white... so pure.

As you were no more hoping for love...

Dark Children of Eve...

Awakening in the Land-of-No-Return,
Two souls are crawling beneath the dark sky…
Their bodies seem like serpents waist down…
Their breath comes out cold and fearsome…
Their eyes are sparkling - black rubies…

They are screeching like ravens in the sky...
Their kind has exiled them to Darkness…
It has forsaken them…

These are the children of Evil, born of Eve long ago…
They are deprived of all human nature…
A lust for blood and their fearful instincts
Keep them together…
They come together under the Stars, ripping each other's flesh…
They mate no more…
They roar and attack…
Their strength un-matched…
They became wild Beasts ready to breed their seed into the world…

With shining fangs and claws of steel
They both are screaming at the Moon…
A primitive anguish for Passion - an unconfessed mortal thirst -
Excites their instinct of Destruction…
They raid one another with raging force
Till exhaustion leaves them lying torn to pieces…
Eternal Night, un-spoken sins, everlasting Death
That‘s what they are made of…

So am I...

You were looking into darkness...
And I was a fearless light into your insanity.
I never thought of love before...
Before you cried...

I was living as long as you were giving me the sense.
Like the moon is living through sun's light.
But night has come again...

Weakness is a song that we all sing along
So am I...

But day after day, I was staring at your eyes.
They were red again. But you weren't crying...

Madness is all that's left.
Still remembered you saying:"wherever you go, I'll follow".

No! Reality is something else.
My poor little child...
My poor little child...

A Feather-like Poem

So fair…Just like a morning star…
So light…Just like a cool summer breeze…
Ethereal, in her blood–red gown,
But lonely, so terribly lost…

Her long black hair, rippling in the winter wind…
Her skin so pale, so soft…
She's standing in the twilight, desperate,

Crying out to the shadows...

Her dark, sad eyes fixed on the unknown

Full of anticipation…
All alone below the evening sky, awaits…
Her figure, a translucent vision…
Seems like she's floating on thin air…

Through oceans of time she has passed

The mountains of oblivion she has crossed

Always waiting, condemned by a wicked fate…
Abandoned cruelly on a misty evening…

Her mortality gave place to a different state of existence…
She evaporated…And all that was left…
Her remains on the mirror of eternity…

On this very spot she stands…
Hopeless but persistent…
Persistent but hopeless…
All alone, to the depths of sorrow…

In my restless dreams

In my restless dreams
I see you, staring at the edge of time...
Wispering to the world how insanity can be so beautiful
and how the children cry the truth through the eyes of innocense...


In my restless dreams
I see my self looking paradise
above the rest of the world, without any sense
It's the loneliness itself that devours you...

It's a hearing in which the fallen say their final word:

"No one can save you from yourselves"

It's the loneliness itself, that makes us to stare at the edge of time...

It's that no one hears the cry of the innocent...

It's the wrath of survival and insanity...

"No one can save us from ourselves"

Why?...

Heaven and hell unite, deep inside the dark abyss of the mind,
A thousand sounds,
A thousand voices,
Scents of blossom and of fear dance around into a misty landscape...
Mysteries and unforseeable quests are born within a moment
And vanish like shadows in the dark...

Dreamers and wanderers,
Vagabonds but dandies,
Beautiful but monsterous,
Both angels and demons...

Our contradictions drive us above all other...
An image into a mirror, split into a thousand pieces...
A hope that faded like a spark in the void...