1. Shine

I rush at full throttle
Across the darkening night and rain
The torment is over
And my time in this garden
Is close to an end
Earth turns to dust
As the world moves
At dying tempo
Behold its immensity
And fatality

I rush at full throttle
Across the darkening
Night and rain
Existence fading
Transforming. Flowing

For me the world
Has become a wasteland
Beneath a clotted shell
Descending into pitch-black halls
Of unrecognized human desires

A new warmth jubilates within
Caresses the palms with moonlight
Each new breath
An engorging
Of absolute radiance

2. Room Winter

I gaze forward
And time stands still
I am free anxiety
And starlight dissipates the mist
Winter is approaching
Saturate the air
Freezing, bewitching
The last rays of light

And the fierce flame that lives within
Turns to cold embrace
Everything's held its breath
Froze in anticipation
Freezing, bewitching
The last rays of light

Celestial force bathes me in starlight
Leaving behind millennial of searching

An unreachable dreams and illusive voids
Winter is relentlessly spoils the atmosphere
Bites deep in the bones with teeth

Existence irreversibly will change
When she'll split
All holds its breath
Waiting for the end

3. Without Movement

Smoldering beauty and rotten faces
Unseened films and titles of this life
Noise and crushing dissonance of the mob
I find salvation from it all
Even without movement

Yet still the city's lights are fading away
And I overcome another lifeless day
Closing the window, pretending to be alive
Until complete dissolution and transparency

Further from this atmosphere of decay
And an endless combination of moment

My world deformed and distorted
Turning into a new and sterile form
Disgusting and alien to some
Yet so pure and desired by me

With each hour I drive the needles
Deeper into my arms
While the darkness pressing out
the glasses of my windows
I move like a spirit beside your eyes
Locked up in my room
Motionless

4. Transcendence

In an expanse where life
Is abundance of shimmering
Sounding with comprehensive
And endless notes

I design the scenes
Of my inner creation
Through a prism of patience
And stellar enlightenment

The movement of achieve
Grace and absolute
Its termination of feeling
Of an own thick blood

Frustration from the earthly
Isolation and trivial
Insight from the obscurity
Of my journey

The sickness is born with life
Changing endlessly
It bound with a human
With a passive shadow and mildew

Leaving only a sketches
Of life and hope
Slowly transforming
Into a blooming death