[I can not find any words for the introduction. I think this is the deepest and most personal text I've made for this
album.]
[The Silent Prolouge:]
Words of a Violin crying sweet, sad in my head.
Little wisp of men dancing on the strings -
fragile harmonics in the bitter Ether of Nihil.
Never to hear such a soul-engraving melody.
String snaps with shrill, sore
sound
Body strains in the last orgasm
[Scene 1: Colours:Emptiness mingles with Grief. Oblivion. Remark of the last picture.
Steam or smoke -a touch of blow on my face, I think. Pleasant feeling.]
To wake up in a mute dream
Mind drifts into
amazement
Wonder creates curiosity which often blends with muddle.
[Scene 2:: I see myself in a dark, slow-circling tunnel,
thick darkness everywhere, and a kind of light at the end, glowing like Sun.]
I've been already here, sometime
Tunnel of
blackwater abyss
Revolves in darkness-womb
Floating,
Become one with the dark drifts
Calmness.
I left everything
outside
Which tied me to the crest of the earth
All I built, all they built.
(All I am, all I was.)
The darkness as an angel
receives me into itself
Embraces, fondles me
And allows to touch its face.
This is not what I'm here for.
Observing
the light which grows like hunger
As I approach closer and deeper
Thrill, Allurement, Ardour
A call from beyond
Light as
Destination, I reach through my fall.
Yes...
I merge into the Unknown.
Catharsis
Scene freezes in motion
Vibration
around the body
Face deforms into the grimace of bawl
Pupils wide open
Cruel, heart-splitting dismay
" This was the man
but you are light, energy and light.
You see, feel and realize
That the bewitching, drawing Unknown
Holds a (maybe) quicksilver
bred mirror towards you."