A few of my favorite passages:
Like the leaves of the high trees
I wither and fall,
Borne by autumnal winds
to my funeral hall
I'm all alone in the grip of the silent sadness
I have been told to honour life
and what therein I'll find
but if all I see is darkness,
let me die and wake up blind
As the gleaming blade before me,
singing lullabies of loss
Whispering "Death is your redeemer
to the Paradise you've lost"
-Alone
that's it for me too !+
The emptiness from wich i fed
how can i even begin
the battle where noone wins?
from answers i now flee
i now flee
i now flee
screaming
out to no avail
have i become
what for so long i have dread?
the missing pieces
must now be replaced
what eyesight fails to grasp
is the emptiness from which i fed
...the emptiness...
