I've shared, I've done, I've lived, I've loved. I've had all my pictures left for all to see. And yet, I keep a little just for me.
I stick to what I know, It keeps me safe in the moonlight. And when the noon-light comes, I have nothing to hide. Art by NanoMortis
In crowded rooms I am most uneasy. All the sights and sounds make me shiver. I am scared of the space that brings you near. I think on the gloom of our next encounter. This silence. Will it ever speak? Cover Art by: ANJA BÜHREH
The people are sheep. The people are cattle. Herd them here, Herd them there, They never speak. They cried out, "Caesar Caesar!" We are the people. We are the government. We say what goes, And it goes. We are the pharaohs. We are the emperors. And we will hold this world in confusion and …
We have tasted all flesh. We have captured all virgins. We have fallen as far as Lucifer. We are now enemy, adversary, satan. But yet he calls us, The flower of love. The hope of promise.
An open mind can change the future, And intelligent mind can destroy it.
Because of us, it slit itself open, and set itself on fire. A messenger, And a message of peace.
There is a silent room somewhere, But I take it with me everywhere. Where I stretch my mind in its expanse. And let the clogs struggle to understand. What life to lead. What life truly is. Until I am wise, until I am calm.
How can one, With the mood of salt Be the one, To keep a steady thought How can I Be bold as ice. When different times, I freeze my eyes. My tears in winter, The ridge between us. And yet I am, The wisest height. How can I, Whose lost with fright, Be the one, …