Tracks

01. ... In The Mist
02. Woundheir
03. Down Into The Stream
04. Shadowed Dreams
05. Sylvan Night



01. ... In The Mist

Slow my feet are
frozen their veins
still closing helplessly afar
waking the creatures within

I am a lonely traveller awaiting to sleep
eternally under those cold woods
as my fall brings then

shadows of their wings as howling their
pleads wounded, I lay on ground
listening their needs

It's dark and cold and they fly slowly and
they know surely they raped my soul


02. Woundheir

Wound was the heir, the ruler within fire
closed my page, as hatred reigned higher I
did notice a knife and hills covered with
blood, was I the one who's life is most pre-
cious to this new "god"

Indeed I must be loved, for I killed many
thousands I opened with highest fashion,
pain didn't spare any of these pitiful hu-
mans, that the wholeearth is covered with
tempest and storm of urbans lay bleeding
and kissing my beloved feet

shall I not wait for the greatest hour when
this god sees the bloody shower


03. Down Into The Stream

This day travels within dense mist and
woke this clearer sight as the birth of the
night were seen... though my mind wandered
like a stream beside, carressing a sigh...
fading afar... closing me in, to astray. Still
motionless I am, I carry the seeds of
horror inside me. This pain... grows in me
and try to reach the other side... infinity of
dreams... and they all - each side in me - are
listening myself and my mind blacken...
fading like that gone sigh... and I fall...
down into the stream...


04. Shadowed Dreams

In here, every shadow in the ground passes
me by... slow... flickering above me. And
silently they (like in a dream) growl over
me... be-witched I do follow their beautiful
ways, beside tis wintry frozen palace. Take
me to another world, to another conscious-
ness... away of this time. And they do arose
me... and I do watch... with broken eyes
how this weather... forever will stay...
in my frozen heart...


05. Sylvan Night

Sweet bleak bliss of these pale mists pass...
and I watch in trance how this weather's
wind howls between the trees... and how these
last signs of light smoothly dances within...
trying to ease this dark burden... just let me
emerge in and touch sylvan-night... care-
fully they caress me and touch gently...
though my worlds are not spoken here and
never revealed... I do dream this in myself
as I'm painfully wrapped in leaves...