Advent It was all true A parlour strode, and the night sets forever I stray in the quiet cold And you gird me when I dare to listen Elastic meadow, endless arms of sorrow Lips try to form "because" Trying to adapt to the wilderness Where even foes close their eyes and leave We are inside the glade Every now and then I wipe the dust aside To remember... How I drape my face with my bare hands The same that brought me here But you were beyond all help The folded message that wept my name Shadows skulk at my coming We survey the slopes In search for the words to write the missing page The tainted dogma Time grows short As the piper plays his time We are almost there You are beyond all help Dancing into the void We are almost there The Night and the Silent Water And so you left us Jaded and gaunt, some September Wilted with the seasons But hidden inside the delusion I saw you eyes, somewhere Devoid of death The aura poises amidst (the storm) In solid tears I linger A parlour glade, moonlit sorrow Lonely resting pools Relics of the moon-dogged lake Whisper: "All your words are missgiven" Am I like them? Those who mourn and turn away Those who would give anything To see you again If only for another second Your face was, like the photograph Painted white We did not speak very often about it What does it matter now? Cloak of autumn shroud I gaze, dim ricochet of stars I reckon it is time for me to leave You sleep in the light Yet the night and the silent water Still so dark Nectar I arose from the lullaby Enduring yet another tale You tempt me again With your embrace, so tainted Within the night you beckon Cursing me with every glance Bring me through Carry my empty shadow And guide me inside your warped labyrinth To the well of sin I swear I will always love you Leave me speechless Release my yearning The soil I walk is clad with light Drifting moons thrust me with their rays And I fall inside I lament this heritage Cannot bid farewell The pale face...you went as far as you could And from that moment I witnessed your beauty, fealt your death Mine is yours, mine is yours In the wake of dawn The mist of morning linger before it leaves Invisible eyes, red reflection It is you Smiling in the midst of the moor Black Rose Immortal In the name of desperation I call your name A lamentation I sigh Again and again Spiritual eclipse The gateways are closed for me to seek The night... A veil of stars, watching My shadow is born from light The light of the eye, in darkness Over troubled waters memories soar Endlessly, searching night and day The moonlight caresses a lonely hill With the calmness of a whisper I wear a naked soul A blank face in the streaming water It is cold in here Frost scar my coat with dust Eyes attach to your mute portrait We spoke only through thoughts Together we gazed, awaited Hours brought thirst and the rising sun Sunbirds leave their dark recesses Shadows glid the archways Do not turn your face towards me Confronting me with my lonliness You are in a forest unknown The secret orchard And your voice is vast and achromatic But still so precious Lullaby of the crescent moon took you Mesmerized, its kaleidoscopic face Granted you a hollow stare Another soul within the divine herd I have kept it The amaranth symbol Hiddin inside the golden shrine Until we rejoice in the meadow Of the end When we both walk the shadows It will set ablaze and vanish Black rose immortal It is getting dark again Dusk shuffle across the fields The evening trees moan as if they knew At night I always dream of you To Bid You Farewell I am awaiting the sunrise Gazing modestly through the coldest morning Once it came you lied Embracing us over autumn's proud treetops I stand motionless In a parade of falling rain You voice I cannot hear As I am falling again Devotion eludes And in sadness I lumber In my own ashes I am standing without a soul She wept and whispered: "I know..." We walked into the night Am I to bid you farewell? Why can't you see that I try When every tear is shed Is for you?