Here And Not

Searching for a little reason to stay
But always ready to go
I’m still here and not

Sending a midnight lullabies
Through the dark blue sky
Frozen moments of time
To caress every wish of mine

Heart beating still beneath my ribs
Forever forgets and forgives
Hiding its bleeding scars deeper within

Cascading waterfalls
Turquoise dreams, silent calls
Moon flows through the midnight bound

Sparkling bells dwelling near
Calling my name
Soul’s burning in hellish flame
Writing the story with a drop of ink
Wandering the world I’m here and not
Whispering to the wishes lying still
Underneath

Scars will be healed one day
Until the moment I say it again
You will see me in the dark
Like a shadow of the night resting deep in your heart

Being always here and not
I wrote a tale of passion and love
Underneath every hidden path
That keeps 1001 tales unseen, untouched

Rise To Fly

Above the crimson horizon high

Flying like a wounded bird
Through the time right into cleansing tide
To heal my cut wings forever burnt
Where are all sandcastles unfinished? 
Faded with winds, taken away 
Cascaded with sundown withered
Is it a call of darkness or a whisper of mine?
Is there someone by my side?
Knowing that I’m alone in this night
Help me to rise, give me your hand
Dry my tears, move away the fears
Fix my broken world
My heart is burning with hellish flame
Above the smoke in a mirror
Heal a dream dwelling within
Leave a drop of faith for me
Dark crows passed by my window
Night looses its starlit crown
Painting with gold unleashed tomorrow
Falling to rise again
Spreading burnt wings to heal the pain
Cure lies deep, but emptiness lies deeper
Help me to rise, give me your hand
Dry my tears, move away the fears
Fix my broken world
My heart is burning with hellish flame
Above the smoke in a mirror
Heal a dream dwelling within
Leave a drop of faith for me

Colour Of A Lullaby

I close my eyes, sundown dies

No fears to follow me now
Silent night to paint the sky
I close my eyes and see it all
The field, the lake, the meadow
Where I used to play when I was a child
Playground near the cradle of a dream
Hope’s embrace, nightingale’s song flowing
Within every childish memory
I caress dear so deep 
Closing my eyes I fall asleep
Sweet scent of dawn and dew
Touch of awakening 
Pale morn falls, all the lanterns die 
In the blue of early morning call
Childhood games
Purity of innocence
Hearts give all asking nothing back
Dreamy awe of long gone days
Awakening writes still 
The memories deep hidden
Child’s song unseen
Lullaby still has the colour of the kite
Until the first star falls tonight
Treasures awaiting to be found
I see the world with my open heart

White Path Of A Child’s Heart

A monster of the night they fear
Wandering with howling wind
Talking to the trees and fullmoon
I am but that scary wolf you feed

Voices of deep desire rising within
Which you follow every night in a sleep

Empty pages of torn diary burnt long ago
Are still flying higher than dreams and hopes
Thoughts of magic, tales and childhood awe

Come to the enchanted lake
Behind the village
Follow the White Path without turning back
Believe every fairytale’s page
Unlock the dreams in that frozen cage
Let us fly, let us be
Open your eyes purity to see
Find the key deep inside your hoping heart

Sirens draw your way through the sky
With stars shining bright
Elves lead you astray darkest forest
Keep the truth within and never lose your path

Come to the lake tonight
To find the light of innocent heart
Leave childish fears apart

Come to the enchanted lake
Behind the village
Follow the White Path without turning back
Believe every fairytale’s page
Unlock the dreams in that frozen cage
Let us fly, let us be
Open your eyes purity to see
Find the key deep inside pure child’s heart

The Letter To A Friend Written On The Pages Of Burnt Diary

Through your music you write your dreams
Every little memory, every single thrill
Verses let words flow through the soul of a child
With wide-open dreamy eyes

Writing a letter to a friend
Singing the saddest symphony
Bearing a dream so dear
Dark grace so sweet
Painting on the pages of my burnt diary

Luring melody, darkest symphony
Singing with my pure heart
I hold it still, a lonely dream, a leaf of hope resting within

I wrote a dream with ink unseen
Knowing you’ll read it once behind your door
A letter to a friend who saved a tale still unreal
Every silent melody endures the world leaving deep score

Wind took the dust
Of human lust
Burnt pages turned to ashes
Hidden still the letter to a friend
Living in every daydream
Forever in heart, forever so dear

Nightmares walk awake while the silence is still between us.
I cannot see the sun, I cannot follow the stars…
Without feeling wet grass under my feet I can’t feel a touch of dream so near.
Turn on my feelings again, read the story we wrote together real.

White Lands Of Utopia

Crimson sea surrounding me
Unleashing turquoise waterfall’s dream
A veil of darkness to bring us the light
Thorny path leading our hearts to lost Utopia

Deserted gardens of Eden
We will revive again
Dry sands of dead rivers
We will fill with sparkling waters
Dreams of the night in half-year day
With first snow they’re fading away

Cascading waterfalls underneath
Frozen tears fallen within
No more pain for a slave of the void
Sirens are calling me to follow snowpath world

Revive dead dreams, recalling blue sea
Deep within we follow the dearest feel
The mind never knows where the heart will lead us to

Searching so long we will find them all
Islands lost in the darkness of blind heart
Forgotten is that call lost in a sheltered world
Dreamland of whispering wishes and starlit deep sky
White lands of Utopia

From The Beginning

Sail the night with me

Seducing melody of rotten rhymes
Forgotten lines of poisoned times
Leave me alone dying where I have to be
Rape every dream of me
Tear apart all the memories
Rip off my eyes so I could see
All was so clear from the beginning
Shadows of light, eternal fight 
For life and luring delight
Embrace soaked with lust and desire
You and I, a dreamer and a whore
Innocent virgin raped by hope
Unholy, still mortal
Wondering if dreams could be more deserted
Rape every dream of me
Tear apart all the memories
Rip off my heart so I could feel
All was so clear from the beginning

The Virgin And The Veil

I. Cradles Beneath The Gate

Sunset wrote with blood those meadows
Of innocent hopes and empty cradles
Horizon deadly red like a veil upon cemetery gate

Crows circling around my head
Painted my lost rainbow in black
Lakes darkening below
Wrote my loneliness of sorrow

Symphony I cannot hear
Agony I cannot bear
As this all turned dark and withered
Lonely soul was murdered
My sacred world was crucified
Beneath every sinner’s lie

II. Child’s Lullaby

Underneath
Sparkle and flow
My starlit waterfall
Deep blissful call

Caress the dream of a child
Send a wish through the sky
To make them hope

Sing me a lullaby to lure the soul
Cure for a dying heart
Lying still at the end of the world

III. The Note

“I wish I could see the shadow under the leaves
And embrace the silence…
Wish I could hear them no more,
Those whispers and hissing within my mind.
They are calling again and again and again…

I cannot stand this anymore. For you I left my last call.
If you hear it I’m already gone.
Forgive me.”

IV. Rotten Dreamers Alive Still

Beneath the dream they walked in masks
Smiling wide at your face, putting knives in your backs
Filthy pretenders standing above rotten dreamers

Devil turns to saint in their shadow
Forget the promises, recall your prayers
They will rip off your heart, too
Spinning around your neck a poisoned rope
You won’t hide anymore

Unveiled carcass of raped beauty
Unleashed scars of the virgin underneath
Cascading wishes for bleeding eyes forever closed

Symphony I cannot hear
Agony I cannot bear
As this all turned dark and withered
Lonely soul was murdered
My sacred world was crucified
Beneath every sinner’s lie

Symphony I cannot hear
’cause it doesn’t flow
Light I cannot see
’cause it shines no more
My scared world hidden still behind locked door
Withered and murdered
Crucified and deserted 
V. Farewell
Piano is dying silently
Writing my story still 
Forgive me, my child
All the innocence left behind
Oh, when did you become so pale?
Don’t shed your tears
Believe, time will heal your scars
Always follow a song of a nightingale
Caressing your dreams
It’s my time to go, farewell
Remember who you are, child of light
Little star shining bright
Follow the voice in your heart
Search for purity, find lost shore
Everything we became lies deep in the core
In the end I will always love you forevermore
“Every tale repeats in its own time.
Again and again and again.”

Dawning Feel

Looking the all the faded pages of my life
I wish I had an angel to save my soul now

All the memories I wished to keep
Every dream I wrote so real
Everything I hold so dear
I see now it’s slowly turning to dust

Wind in the wield, stars above the roofs
Midnight sky plays merely symphony of your tunes

Everything I hold so dear in my heart
Always withered turning to dust

Memories holding me tight, feeding me with hopes
Piano plays my weeping heart all alone
While I whisper through the sky “Don’t go…”

Music box plays me a lullaby
Of far northern sky
Nightingale sings a song of wonder and awe
Dream whispers to me “Never lose your hope”

Philosophy of every day’s morn lies deep in the night
Painting our dreams with colours so bright

Follow the path of innocence to see
Faded wishes we longed to set free
Remember me twice a year to feel what I wished to be

Take my hand to face your memories
Cascading slowly covering all you tried to hide so deep
Haunting every chance to break that dawning feel
Until you realized it’s too late to chase this dream

Never Seen

I always wondered
How is it ever possible to miss that
You’ve never had?

Longing only more for the sky
I’ve never seen living my days in dark cave
Painting the paintings of the life
I’ve never had, but might have left

Chasing the evil around
We never notice all the devil’s seeds within
Every word and deed of ours
How could it be that monsters have dreams?

Black rose will wither on each lonely grave
I know, but it’s not the time yet
Don’t hurry to cry “It’s the end” while every little thing can still be saved

Melody I’m longing for dwells in everything I see —
The sky clear blue, fresh green leaf above my head and a dear dream
Magic of the wish I took under the fallen star
Caressing it still I gave it all my heart

“Funny trick this life is. You never know when the sun comes out of dark clouds as you never know when it starts to rain.
I wish I could run across the field and see you near, to fall on the grass under my bare feet and see your smile again.
Dreamer’s dreams are always the purest like a child’s heart. Try to see the innocence in the darkest sin and who knows, probably you will find the answers which you’ve been searching  for all your life.

Careless are those who cannot see the light in the darkness of their own souls.”

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