Kisses From Stars

Welcome to my inner world, baby. I dont feel either pain or hate. I just dont know whether you can carry the weight of my fervour. On the whole Im happy and satisfied.

In The Landscape Of Mind

My life is a flight across the azure skies. I'm soaring in elation. And swooping into the blood-red sunset. Not to lose my strength. In the landscape of my Mind I roam.

Hymn Of Meeting

Hangover

Everything is broken. Chaos in my mind. Booze is a bitch. And my passion for life is dangerous. I have a feeling. That I do everything the other way round.

From The Bosom Of Oblivion

Through oblivion I have been travelling for hundreds of years. Hidden from your sight. Passing your fates.. Born by the night dark. Into the deeps of blinding darkness.

Farewell

Look how free I am. I won't let them catch me. All your banal worries are strange to me. All your petty interests seem so shallow. I don't understand why you'd waste words on this.

Faces In The Walls

Roar of wars was covered by the heavy cloak of dust. Noises of steel reins were broken in echoes. Air sweetened with blood. Pagan rabble. Fallen under the flag of antiquity..

Derelict

It's within reach. Just a few more steps and I'll be free as a bird. Everything's moving on the edge. It takes a little and hopes vanish away. Im at the threshold.

Days Of Emptiness

Sore days of emptiness. There's no end to the winter. Twilight carries through. Despair reigns over your heart. You don't know where to start. Frustration eats deeps into you.

Cross - Road

I'm the night you walk into. As if you were the full moon. You're the ray of hope cutting through. The crepulcular depths of my wild heart. You're the sunlit aurora.

Burn My Blood

I suck from the cup of old age. Accompanied by my girlfriend Darkness. Hidden by night I am hunting the invisible. Through the eye of beast of prey I look at the beginning..

Autumn Return

Autumn has returned along with rooks. rain is cleasing the air of the dust from the roads. clouds of steam are slinking in the hills. and bringing dreams of ages past.

Astral Traveller

My time comes. When the night does. genius with his head in clouds. eccentric hunk. obscure weirdo. introverted visionary. Hemp's smouldering over the candle flame.

Along Paths Of Return (pagan Nostalgia)

Steam rises through immovable freezing air,. Sun fell down to the horizon yet.. Dark infinite forests captured by winter greyness,. Dark lying down slowly among trees,.

Wild Autumn Wind

Across the plains come drifts of sand. From graves of water and tombs of man. The hollow weight of history. Desiccated and blowing free. . In the wake, all is dust.

To Walk The Ashes Of Dead Empires

The burning fires fill the sky as a golden light enfilades the night. Shattered mountains crumble away, their smouldering heaps upon the plains. Ashes of gods, a cinereous rain.

Echoes Of Battle

There is a deep pathos here. A monumental sorrow. Blood has stained this ground. The very land itself a barrow. . The echoes of battle ring cold through the ages.

City Of Azure Fire

The pale blue fire of glittering spires ablaze. The sojourner's beacon, a wondrous shimmering place. Through ages forgotten, in many a traveler's dream.

Book Of The Fallen

Still we ride, fight and die. Wayward path far beyond the pale. We are lost, marching on. Heavy hearts longing for those lands we once called home. . Emerald hills, sparkling seas.

A Voice Born Of Stone And Dust

From the dust, assembling form. Lashing out with flint and bone. Matted furs, rotting hides. Withered skin, black pits for eyes. In ancient days we stopped the ice.