An ashen flat conceals me inside
From the stomach of the petrified prison
I peer the obscure world
Without locks it holds
me
A manic world
Created by a thought
An insight of the mankind
An invention from misery
They turned a stone into
gold
Mida's time comes
A flight of birds
In the grey bliss
Thy eternal abyss, a warm lap of the mother
Absorbs my
body inside, but my soul's left
Darkness surrounds me (solitary)
From the clay, grey misery...
DARK PARADISE
I'm
staring, lifelessness to nothing
I'm gazing at the point in my nerves
From the soil arises
Unholy kingdom for
hypocrites
In the dark lowlands
There's my dark paradise
Incubus continues
My black blood is filled by air
