Wide plains before me Dead stream lies naked Swimming with the clouds And the colours fade Nor the Pearly Gates Neither shores of Hell Can match the splendour Of these sleeping landscapes
Woebegone and shrouded in dust A sultry forge of equilibrium lost Ripe emblem of my earth, my blood That assuage the vastness in times Endearing embrace of a mother sublime A derelict soul in catharsis entwined
No sign of sun´s halo - Just freezing moon The horns of old crescent - Pierce through my hearth Thus increasing null coldness - For warmth I cry To touch God
Alas, I gather up the dusk of arts A wanton son willing to depart To omnipresence under vestal skies But flesh is weak and tongue is false For ev´ry triumph I must endorse Equal taint for weary virtues gone
The weight of my heart - Relinquish & rise Upwards and onwards - Perennial youth Romantic desires - My seething thirst To touch God
Don´t weep my precious lovelorn child we will rejoice, solemnly Together, forever Forsooth we are of equal strain I am in thee and you are me Together, forever So let all grains run through your limbs they seem so countless, but all is one In thee my friend, you´ll see, farewell...
Sin is a doorway To touch God A velvet embrace Equidistant.