[Part I - "The Advent"]
Living ice, shady figures,
the cold stings me, pain for my flesh.
Eyes fade away,
mind
colour, changes into a dream.
It approaches...
In deep greyness, it's powerful heat,
Dazzling light.
I'd draw back, to admire
it more,
my body's charmed by that flowing act.
It approaches...
[Part II - "The Persecution"]
Driven at string by a
lance in breast
my impatient heart goes on in its regular way
floods of memories immobilize my body
icy instants arrows sting my
brain.
As pure electricity,
I jerk by this hot ironshood chair.
Stillness surrounds me
truth tries to get inside
me.
Fear of my own corpse
which lives in hope of dying.
Sunset drops quickly
there's no more light for me.
Nature spies
upon my loneliness
hiding eyes inside its shadiness.
Images overlap,
red tears furrow my face
Swift changes depreciate
me,
instinct and reason are in fight,
a voice herolds the winner,
it's the voice of madness.
Blowing out your
candle
I've finished my existence
Memory of your light
Melts me as wax.
Time doesn't take away
The Obsession of
Remorse
always at your side
along the path of life.
Stillness surrounds me,
truth tries to get inside me.
Fear of my
own corpse
which lives in hope of dying.