I Am Your Flesh

My eyes are closed. I feel alone. there is something inside me. dripping and screaming. . how can I feel love. when love was something. I never had?. .

Heart Of The Ages

The surrounding walls for yet unknown qualities.. Have you ever been gifted to watch upon them?. Or the elements, so oppressive, but still not known..

Generally More Worried Than Married

What is addiction with absence of drug. What is grey without the presence of white. Days remain hollow with absence of night. . When I fell into my absence and knew.

Epitaph

[King Crimson, 1969]. . The wall on which the prophets wrote. Is cracking at the seams.. Upon the instruments of death. The sunlight brightly gleams..

Empty Room

An empty room. What are we living for. It is for you. It is for me. Another weak soul. -why is it so hard. Is home far from here. Can you tell me. Whar are we living for.

Dead Man's Creek

We've got electric light - electric sight. Electric mother river. You float on down from town to town where they. Think they are in a certain charge. Moody angels and a little tree-goat.

Creations Of An Ancient Shape

See this form of darkness. and search its endless feast. Floating through this storm. immortal histories. . Cold and destructive. Wisdom which hailed from the north.

Creation Of An Ancient Shape

See this form of darkness. and search its endless feast. Floating through this storm. immortal histories. . Cold and destructive. Wisdom which hailed from the north.

Closing In

Where there used to be a wax-candle. Blowing in the rhythm of a mind inside a man. Working in the shadows of a midnight land. Where words were sealed with feathers on.

Child Of Universal Tounge

(...And All This From Which Was And Will Never Come Again...). . Come with me, yes let us make our journey. Tread over the treshold to enter this world.

Child Of Universal Tongue

It's so strange, and yet so simple. Written on a piece of paper aeons ago. And in years to come,. I will be someone else. But still the same ever changing.

Cell

I want to flee. A pause from the dim. Where are the thought that I saved?. Trapped in an old silent film. . They runned the usual tests. Tiny, tiny veins.

By The Banks Of Pandemonium

I urged for a walk in the garden on a tranquil. Dawn in June The silence caused by man himself. And chaos by the moon The snake was dragged. In leather black - as draped in common conscience.

Basement Corridors

Words can never justify. That I have never spoken. Communication broken. I try to understand. My wordless, little language. Is all you'll ever need. To reach the bottom of my basement.

299 796 Km/s

Not long ago-in mind - we picked our choice. and we gathered together - greeted nature by storm. our bodies layed down as we fell.... And our faces turned away from the earth.

The Revenge Of The Serpents

The End Of Time

The Black Rite

Don't Paint It Blue

I watch you die inside so silently. you hide behind your walls, and don't speak.. so come alive. this time, i'll take the weight. open your eyes before it's too late..

The Betrayal Of Bastard