Temper
Pulsating wonder
Our echoes hurdles sensually
In the wind
Dawnabyss
Racing along
Clamour of blind birds
Magic dream-pictures
Time is going slowly
In the middle of the sea
Being resplendent in pain-colours
Sprinkling sand in our eyes
Deerscream makes the soundgarden resound
Cold glance stares at the fire
I'm afraid.
II. Dreadpalace
In an astounding lightpalace
Statuemoths stand, dumbly
Web-eyed snakes wriggle
The depths are frightful
Fear-hiding silentfall
Rain-washed voiceflow
Free breezecry
Purple coloured kingdom
Bleeding body in a frame
Whose death dance is deep sigh
Leave the grid-shaped shed
Step over the ray of the mirror
Waiting in a delightgarden
Calming giddiness
Sweat washes my face
Fulfilment nears to the end
Nightabyss at the end of the way
Body is bleeding from the scream. |
