Beyond the river of flames
A young gall lived her life
Embraced herself in pitiful games
That only made her strife

A bed of roses I lay at her feet
Watching for a sign of distress
But only when our eyes meet
I can see she's not flawless

Her big blue eyes that make me dream
Of skies that make the heavens cry
I understand her pain within
I understand her soul will die

I leave the lass alone to stay
Being rejected in my quest
To make her mine and only mine
For her to be my dearest.

Black, burnt, wonderful metal coffins
Prepared for a funeral feast –
We wear appropriate garments
Life is like a goddamn cursed doll,
pulled by invisible strings.

A thousand years to observe this madness,
A thousand tears to be shed alone,
A million fears to be fed by shadows,
A million suns that set and only one who shone –

Loneliness, dampness, tears fall on my cheek
Illusions are far away from me, so fragile and weak;

I'm standing in a sea of sand, the middle of a dried up ocean
Wishing to conceal my scars, just trying to forget the future of emotions.

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a doua din ciclul 'imi dau cu tesla'

The leaden coffins were resting soundless and asleep
And leaden flowers were dressed in leaden bleak
With leaden blood, slow pouring from my veins
The leaden crowns were shrieking from the graves.

Just crying sad and hollow, my leaden love was resting
Observing, calm and patient, the leaden flowers feasting –
I'm sitting on a pillow of leaden tears, while thinking
Of leaden wings all covered by leaden feathers, leaking:

I'm leaking like the lead from this dead person's body
With leaden severed wings, all crushed and lost away,
I'm leaving this lost world with sugar and lead honey
To search and find another relentless, leaden day...

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Darkness...Then, a green-blueish light gradually becomes visible...pulsating...It is weak, it is dim. It seems to die out. The land is bleak, cold and soulless, hostile to the small glowworm. But, after a while, this changes. The green of the new land and the blue of the sky pour into his green and blue, and the pulsation increases. Then, in one moment when the great glow god is away, he looks up and becomes inert, struck by the sight of the infinity of glowworms - some pulsating stronger, some dimmer - casting their light on those below. It was then that he decided he would join them...