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A grand oasis in the vastness of
gloom
Child of dew-spangled cobweb
Mother to the moon
Constellations beholders of the 3rd
vagrant
Theater for the play of life
Tragedienne of heavens
Watching the eyes of the night
Sailing the virgin oceans
A planetride for the Mother and Child
Floating upon the quiet hydrogen
lakes
In this ambrosial merry-go-round they
will gaze
Ephemereal life touched by a billion-
year show
Separating the poet from the woe
Tragedienne of heavens...
Oracle of the Delphian Domine
Witness of Adam's frailty
Seer of the master prophecy
The stellar world her betrothed
Wanderers in cosmic caravan
Universal bond - The Starborn
A son in the search for the truth
Following the pages of Almagest
Discovering the origin of dreams
Stargazers ride through the ancient
realms
Tragedienne of heavens...
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Toll no bell for me Father
But let this cup of suffering pass from
me
Send me no shepherd to heal my
world
But the Angel - the dream foretold
Prayed more than thrice for you to
see
The wolf of loneliness in me
...not my own will but Yours be
done...
You wake up where's the tomb?
Will Easter come, enter my room?
The Lord weeps with me
But my tears fall for you
Another Beauty
Loved by a Beast
Another tale of infinite dreams
Your eyes they were my paradise
Your smile made my sun rise
Forgive me for I don't know what I
gain
Alone in this garden of pain
Enchantment has but one truth:
I weep to have what I fear to lose
You wake up where's the tomb?
Will Easter come, enter my room?
The Lord weeps with me
But my tears fall for you
I knew you never before
I see you never more
But the love the pain the hope O
beautiful one
Have made you mine 'till all my years
are done
Without you
The poetry within me is dead
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A snowy owl above the haunted
waters
Poet of ancient gods
Cries to tell the neverending story
Prophecy of becoming floods
An aura of mystery surrounds her
The lady in brightest white
Soon the incarnate shall be born
The Creator of the Night
Deep dark is His Majesty's kingdom
A portent of tomorrow's world
There shall the liquid give Him power
The red-eyed unborn lord
Fatal embrace of the bloodred waters
The cradle of infinite gloom
The spell to master this Earth
Carven on an infant's tomb
I will die for the love of the mermaid
Her seduction beauty and scorn
Welcome to the end of your life
- Hail the Oceanborn!
Disgraced is my virginity
Death has woven my wedding dress
Oh Great Blue breathe the morning
dew
For you are the cradle of the image of
god
Brave now long rest is sweet
With me here in the deep
I prayed for pleasure wished for love
Prayed for your -
Never pray for me!
Who the hell are you for me
But a mortal dream to see?
This apathetic life must drown
Forever just for me
Leave me be
Leave me be
Leave me be...ee...eeee
From cradle to coffin
Shall my wickedness be your passion
We shall come to set the dolphins
free
We shall wash the darkened
bloodred sea
Our songs will echo over the
mountains and seas
The eternity will begin once again in
peace
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Naked in midwinter magic
Lies an angel in the snow
The frozen figure crossed by tracks of
wolves
An encounter symbolic yet truthful
With a hungry choir of wolves
An agreement immemorial to be born
Dulcet elvenharps from a dryad forest
Accompany all the charming tunes
Of a sacrament by a campfire
A promise between the tameless
And the one with a tool
Tonight the journey from the cave
begins
I want to hunt with the tameless heart
I want to learn the wisdom of
mountains afar
We will honor the angel in the snow
We will make the streams for our
children flow
Wrapped in furs beneath the northern
lights
From my cave I watch the land
untamed
And wonder if some becoming
season
Will make the angel melt in shame
I want to hunt with the tameless heart
I want to learn the wisdom of
mountains afar
I want to hunt with the tameless heart
I want to learn the wisdom of
mountains afar
We will honor the angel in the snow
We will make the streams for our
children flow
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Princess of lust
Dignity put to dust
A virginal sight
Their apple to bite
Drink from my thighs
The rain of lies
A sight so cursed
Breasts which never nursed
An Aphrodite for mortal souls
Playing hide and seek in lecherous
roles
Their erotic hour my tearless weep
Their satisfaction my infinite sleep
Naked limbs reflecting from the moon
I'll be there for you soon
First wish for this night:
Let me be your delight
Body of a virgin
Sould to the Devil's kin
Your God is me
In all that you see
An Aphrodite for mortal souls...
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All those beautiful people
I want to have them all
All those porcelain models
If only I could make them fall
Be my heart a well of love
Flowing free so far above
A wintry eve
Once upon a tale
An Ugly Duckling
Lost in a verse
Of a sparrows carol
Dreaming the stars
Be my heart a well of love
Flowing free so far above
In my world
Love is for poets
Never the famous balcony scene
Just a dying faith
On the heaven's gate
Crystal pond awaits the lorn
Tonight another morn for the lonely
one is born
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Riddler Riddler ask me why
The birds fly free on a mackerel sky
Ask me whither goes the wind
Whence the endless tick-tick stream
begins
Make me guess if the earth is flat or
round
Set a guessing if fantasies are
unbound
If tales aren't just for children to see
That it's peace if sleep walks with me
As you wish
For kingdom come
The one to know all the answers
You think you dwell in wisdoms sea
Still sweet ignorance is the key
To a poet's paradise
Challenge the Riddler and you will
see...
Riddler Riddler ask me why
All mothers beneath the Earth and
sky
Hold their children's hands for a while
Their hearts forever - yours and mine
Make me wonder what's the meaning
of life
What's the use to be born and then
die
Make me guess who's the one
Behind the mask of Father and Son
As you wish
For kingdom come
The one to know all the answers
You think you dwell in wisdoms sea
Still sweet ignorance is the key
To a poet's paradise
Challenge the Riddler and you will
see...
For nature hates virginity
I wish to be touched
Not by the hands of where's and
why's
But by the Oceans' minds
As you wish
For kingdom come
The one to know all the answers
You think you dwell in wisdoms sea
Still sweet ignorance is the key
To a poet's paradise
Challenge the Riddler and you will
see...
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"Get away from me!
Take heed to thyself and see my face
no more!
for in the day Thou see my face
Thou shalt die!"
- Exodus 10:28
A constellation of divine architecture
built on Earth
A holy harbour - Orion
Nautical ascension to the firmament
Ship-shaped barrows open my heart
to the wisdom of this land
Sailing with the Serpent Chimera of a
fiendish sandman
The Unicorn arrives with the
westwind to dream His funeral
"Thou art born for Horus dwells in
Thee"
Slumbering with the ebb and the flow
of this foaming tomb
"Thou art born for Seteh dwells in
Thee"
Reveal your face to me and guide me
though the Stygian fields
Enthral my soul to Sepedet's beams
to serve Your will
Sailing on the distant seas from
darkness to deliverance
Tales like the ocean written to the
Draco's glance
Ruling with the scythe of death you
tear out philosophies apart
An ancient starwalk to merge into the
stars
"Open thy veins for my venom
Kiss the cobras with thy twisted
tongue
So shalt thou join the empyrean
circus
Where beggars mourn and seraphs
dance
In this twilight cathedral
Shall I wed thee,
O Bride of the Netherworld"
Sailing on the distant seas...
Join my soul the Hunter in the sky
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We're walking in the air
We're floating in the moonlit sky
The people far below are sleeping as
we fly
I'm holding very tight
I'm riding in the midnight blue
I'm finding I can fly so high above
with you
Far across the world
The villages go by like trees
The rivers and the hills
The forests and the streams
Children gaze open mouth
Taken by surprise
Nobody down below believes their
eyes
We're surfing in the air
We're swimming in the frozen sky
We're drifting over icy
Mountains floating by
Suddenly swooping low on an ocean
deep
Arousing of a mighty monster from its
sleep
We're walking in the air
We're floating in the midnight sky
And everyone who sees us greets us
as we fly
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Born to the false world, the wanderer,
Storyteller, The Pied Piper
On a quest for immortality
Gathering a troop to find the fantasy
Led by a maid - Queen of the night
Voice of angels, such a divine sight
An Amazon to fight and cure
This reality with her feline lure
Patriotic to the promised land of
Neverwaking Dream
Nightquest - quest not for the past
But for tomorrow to make it last
Simply the best - way to walk this life
Hand in hand with the
dreamers'minds
Enter the realm, don't stay awake
The dreams remain, they only brake
Forget the task, enjoy the ride
And follow us into the night
A merry minstrel with his fingers fast
Playing his lute, charming every lass
Joins the troop with a glitter in his eye
" Shall I find fame or shall I die"
A warrior of power along the path
A hammerheart, his gallantry to last
Rhythm of sirens, enemies, take heed
For in this war laws are a silent sleep
Patriotic to the promised land of
Neverwaking Dream
Nightquest - quest not for the past...
Enter the realm, don't stay awake...
"Come to the elfland" the eldest said,
"In my guidance you shall not be
afraid,
I am the mastermind, the wizard to
show the way"
Nightquest - quest not for the past
But for tomorrow to make it last
Simply the best - way to walk this life
Hand in hand
Enter the realm, don't stay awake...
First ones to guard this path of night
Lady in black, Lady in white
Followed by legions of night-time
wanderers
Guardians of the halls of heart
When we from our homeland depart
To challenge the gods of emptiness
May the quest begin
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The sun is sleeping quietly
Once upon a century
Wistful oceans calm and red
Ardent caresses laid to rest
For my dreams I hold my life
For wishes I behold my night
The truth at the end of time
Losing faith makes a crime
I wish for this night-time
to last for a lifetime
The darkness around me
Shores of a solar sea
Oh how I wish to go down with the
sun
Sleeping
Weeping
With you
Sorrow has a human heart
From my god it will depart
I'd sail before a thousand moons
Never finding where to go
Two hundred twenty-two days of light
Will be desired by a night
A moment for the poet's play
Until there's nothing left to say
I wish for this night-time...
I wish for this night-time...
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