In a dream we quarrel again don't love each other our eyes are black like the hell in a dream our looks are dead romance there's no rest and the night is forever I lose hold how long does it take? I sink into blackness cold like a dead hell your silhouette is a far shore a million miles far away from me. Clumsy and slow my body falls upon you the smell of your sweet is what I love my face gets...

A grey December day in the cemetary he is standing at her gravestone and he is reading the golden epitaph lost in rememberance...once more. Her beauty was a flower in bloom the nicest thing in his life her face was the most wonderful creation that a man could think of. Her presence make him happy every touch a caress her voice made him feel so whole every word a harmony. Her life put to a sudd...

I awake and it is morning I breathe and it is wind I stand up and it is sunrise I wander and it is clouds moving I drink and it is rivers flowing I walk and it is horses racing I roar and it is thunder I jump and it is spring I open my eyes and it is summer I lay down and it is fall I kiss the earth and it is winter but what is my mind for?

A gate to acity of green marble light never seen so pure elsewhen in life it was the realm ivory dreamers hope... and long for, but the gate seem sealed now forever. Luna the Goddess dethrone now for ages a lightless night but the day's burn bright thousands of eyes burned red by sun's fire helpless the people like dumb little children. Endless the number of those edad in their minds counted t...

From my armchair I look into the future, see the darkness rising a tidal wave that takes my thoughts and flood them into the past on to the shore of puzzled memories, torn and forgotten now forming just the silhouettes of a pale story I once heard. A tale about 999's last days in december when the people of Rome all gathered in the dark and cold to watch a great clock's hands ending the dial's...

So flee this place oh wanderer as soon as you have read this words Never were this brothers wich are bruined here meant to live so soon the earth the light of nature and of life of stones and water, night and sun. Alone, they failed to open their veins for all the beauty and decay. Loosing themselves instead within the veils of darkness and despair. The older one feared every step man have to ...

Great fires, happy faces a boiling cauldron before the eyes the blood within the veins run hot a thousand laughts fill the dusk unaware of the cloak rising defeated by the mighty flames while everything lives for the moment and among all merriment is me. I dance within the trance of extasy till I step out of the burning circles and - for a second dance - the jig of midnights slowly rhythm the ...

Within the misty late year's forest In times when slouds and trees stand empty Nine thousand wolves are gathered in the snow To raise a long and greyish howl. Ebony black the earth went into the night Re-awoken, covered now in silver white Softly veiled by sparking moisture Out of the wolwes ' throats up to the sky. Lap of sunrise sweated by birth pains its child - a cold red fireball Sharp si...