Wintersilence
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04:42 01-12-2020
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Лето, расскажи о том, что наболело
Ладно, ждем, бежал к тебе с букетом
Оказалось, ты промокла с кем-то другим
Аромат ее волос, эх, зря играл с тобой
Думала, ты думала, что не заберу домой
Если тебе будет грустно
Приходи туда, где провожали мы закат
Если тебе будет пусто
Не забывай меня
Если тебе будет грустно
Приходи туда, где провожали мы закат
Если тебе будет пусто
Не забывай меня
Если тебе будет грустно
Приходи туда, где провожали мы закат
Если тебе будет пусто
Не забывай меня
Если тебе будет грустно
Приходи туда, где провожали мы закат
Если тебе будет пусто
Не забывай меня
Не забывай меня
Не забывай меня
Не забывай меня
Не забывай меня
[цит] Wintersilence
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04:43 01-12-2020
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Ты подходи на ту улицу (гуляли мы с тобой)
Там все желания сбудутся (не спорь, не спорь, не спорь)
Ты навсегда моя спутница (давай, давай, давай)
Всех тех, кто будет после тебя
Гуляли мы с тобой (там все желания сбудутся)
Не спорь, не спорь, не спорь
Ты навсегда моя спутница (давай, давай, давай)
Всех тех, кто будет после тебя.
[цит] Wintersilence
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03:03 07-12-2020
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Nepenthe-Dawn
My eyes were forced open
To the light of the morning
Everything was so weary,
And old
My skin was enshrouded with warmth
Yet all I felt was cold
I will slip into your wounds
So that I feel your pain
I have seen through your eyes
Elated within your darkest moment
Within your darkest moment...
My eyes were wide
Under the light of the moon
Your arms were wan and Hallowed
It filled my heart with pain
And the deepest of sorrow!
My eyes were forced open
To the light of the morning
Everything was so weary,
And old
I was reminded of the halcyon days
But all I felt was cold!
[цит] Wintersilence
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03:04 07-12-2020
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Nepenthe-Breathe Deeply, this Lethean Mist
I breathed deeply
Of the dawn's first light
It felt acrid,
In my lungs
I breathed
The dusk's last light
But it faded away
From the hollows of my drooping skull
The mist rises around you
And you no longer breathe
The fog envelopes your senses
You relinquish everything
I breathed deeply
Of the Lethean mist
But you were no longer there
I tried to hide myself, to conceal my yearning
But you faded with my thoughts
Breathe deeply, this Lethean mist
Drink deeply, these miles of night
Arms bound to a willow
Waiting for the dagger's blow
Pale skin bathed in sunlight
Steel reflecting the daylight's glow
Oh the tragedy of youth
Shall you extinguish such beauty?
A glimmer of doubt
Is all you have left
Gaze upon the dagger,
Still pushing you forward
Drowning in acrid light
Tipping scales which lack center
Palms slashed, dripping in expiration
Their fallow soaked within their blight
Merging, into space without center
Collapsing over unrealized yearnings
Murdered, still clutching the dagger
Deciphering images upon his dying flesh
"One is fruitful only at the cost of being rich in contradictions. One remains young only on condition that the soul does not relax, does not long for peace."
Flowers blooming, from soft white flesh
O the frailty of youth, poured upon the cold ground
Exquisite white cloth dyed red, with the immaculate blood of youth.
[цит] Wintersilence
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03:22 18-12-2020
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Nepenthe-
Elegies of Loss and Doom
All remnants of those pleasures
That I have not found, are scattered on my surface
You will see nothing
But my taciturn gaze
Burning scars into your reflection
Look down, or you shall be drawn apart
And buried behind me
Decaying in the ground
A womb, of cold earth
The beasts shall dig up your bones
Feasting anew, on the marrow
You have left behind
Rotting away, to your core
Reflection gazing downward
Toward the horizon!
Ever Fading,
You shall never reach those opulent feasts
Lying beyond where,
You cannot grasp
Cerulean robes draped over,
The Geishas hidden in the clouds
Their faces sunken and hollow,
Brimming with Imperial beauty
Nubile and writhing,
Ready to burst free from their frail shells
Eyes empty and wonting
You shall forever rot.
[цит] My_Ishtar
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03:22 11-01-2021
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Beauty's Gone
Beauty's Gone
Past.
With time lapse there are less and less witnesses of my past life
Past being warm, quiet asylum of today
Being foundation of what is today
Nostalgic, aching, soothing
Night filled with hope - with them, with you
Non-lenghty waiting for the end
I am putting up a monument for her, for beauty’s gone…
The Fall came and I’m suffocating, as with the last pages of long read book.
Tense waiting – and suddenly - … Sun is not rising…
Beauty’s gone.
And too often I help and let myself live with what’s in my head
Letting go the indifference of my disappointments
Tonight, I will die once again,
I will spill out of myself
I will cry an anthem for you – with silence
Be my witness!
For beauty’s gone
Cry for us!
For beauty’s gone
You’re gone!
For beauty’s gone
I don’t give disdain and pain about it all.
Longing.
Sometimes I am missing vanity of everything
But IT always comes back with redoubled force
And frustration. Anger.
Distorted sentiment.
Ghosts, scenes, pictures of the past returning unwillingly
Return tonight!
It is my begging cry, for beauty’s gone…
The winter came, peace came beside it. In spring again will I melt with the snow…
[цит] My_Ishtar
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03:23 11-01-2021
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Beauty's Gone
... and Cemetery Ivy Will Cover My Grave
And when my end will come, I am only afraid
To make it to spit with disdain on this world
And all the life that's coursing it
Temporary losses and temporary profits
Instinctive engagement and involvement
Disgust for my own self
And the cemetery ivy will cover my grave
GRAVE!
Serie of ups and downs - that do not really matter
Cold-blooded insensitivity
Dead-sparkling shield made of cynicism and misanthropy
Repeating fatigue from ambivalent feelings
Willingness and reluctance for loneliness
Willingness and reluctance for definitive end.
And the cemetery ivy will cover my grave
GRAVE!
,,Turmoil is the god, madness is the god
Permanent living peace is permanent living death"
,,What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand. One kind of behavior didn't fit the other. I didn't care.”
And when my end will come, I am only afraid
There is nothing on the other side
Lost opportunities will still be lost opportunities
Might-have-been words and meets will be just that
... that for disdain there might be a punishment
... and cemetery ivy will only embrace my pain...
PAIN!
[цит] My_Ishtar
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03:24 11-01-2021
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Beauty's Gone
Moonlight Clearing In The Woods
Time.
Elongated shadows following the mystery
Grey shadows listening
There is choleric cross, we stride into woods now
Constantly staring up
Constantly watched from the side
Howling dogs and blows of summer wind.
Black windows are filling up with movement.
In the sedges sea are Blake and Swedenborg.
Stroke by silence, disturbed by the light.
Constantly staring up
Constantly watched from the side
Maybe for the last time...
Silence
July night.
It starts to rain,
A storm is gathering.
[цит] My_Ishtar
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03:25 11-01-2021
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Beauty's Gone
Cotard Delusion
I am dead. I can't die once more.
My body is rotting, devoured by worms
Only skin left on the outside
The heart, lungs, brain, stomach - they are gone
You can't hear beating of my heart. SILENCE!
There is no god nor satan. (SILENCE!)
I was sentenced for this body after death (SILENCE!)
This is my punishment for sinful life. (SILENCE!)
Eternal wayfaring in the world which wasn't mine,
In the body which doesn't belong to me
I am surrounded by creatures and people
Who are imitating living critters
My place is in cemetery.
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