Yearning The Seeds Of A New Dimension
Among hills I have wandered
Through forests so cold
Over mountains a raging thunder
followed the ways foretold
A request a "leave me be"...
Through the shape that I longed for...
Withering visions...
Bleeding to search for the more...
Behold the memories within,
A questful battle to win.
Towards which he is carrying,
The burden named destiny.
It is poundering proud on his shoulders.
Creating and Dreaming,
Is it all the same?
As I touch this flame...
...Of mine.
I await your call,
Trough body, spirit and mind,
I shine, I shine.
The forces of Prima Mater.
Unite us this heathen night,
Yearning your unknown mysterious beauty.
(Pride and might!)
Among hills, we do wander.
Through the forests so cold.
Crossing mountains of raging thunder,
followed our way untold.
Heart Of The Ages
The surrounding walls for yet unknown qualities.
Have you ever been gifted to watch upon them?
Or the elements, so oppressive, but still not known.
Was there ever this moment they cared to let you inside?
Mother Natures son or just a savage diving into
the wilderness, we do adore so much?
There were times of hesitation and of union...
They did enjoy the combination when one hand was
given ingratitude or even?
Will the era come...? That of, when man shall
become aware of Her ways and his instants.
Literature may hold the final words for a glorious
reunion, but do gather forces and...
strive for knowledge wide.
Await my gentle coming "journey", for...
...Once, when all those in the circle as four
greets a welcome through the Entrance, I
will be this one who gathers up with them,
and then to become their fifth and last
comrade of spirituality.
Forever, and into the oblivion of infinity.
In The Woods
Prologue;
Pagan myths from the deep, eternal forests.
A true malancholic atmosphere,
Haunts this hidden world.
Where men, for hundreds of years,
Have immortalized their cult.
Moments of...
Down in the forest.
Or, wherever we may care to trend,
We are Gods.
Do not follow us as always, present icons.
Of your very own consciousness.
...Monarchs ...Queens ...
This we do know where our lands are laid down.
With strenght of faith, (for honour),
We shall reign forever in lojalty,
For we are Gods, do not obey us...
Epilogue;
One with this world,
This is where I long to be.
Mourning The Death Of Aase
(Instrumental)
Wotan's Return
Sing for me
To lift above in all these fallen walls,
And bleed for me,
In the deepest release.
Travelling through honour.
Travelling through strenght.
Voyage, floating centuries keeps the key for wisdom.
Feelings for the lost` winds.
Winds which howl reverse.
Remote, the fields of oddities adours.
But we will still appear in of mail,
And still obhterate these old origins.
While dreaming a thousand choirs yell their hails,
Towards faithfulness.
Become one with the weapons.
Sword and soul.
Wotans Return!
Travelling through honour,
Travelling through strength.
Feelings for the lost winds.
Winds which howl reverse.
Pigeon
(Instrumental)
The Divinity of Wisdom
Seek within your own kind of depths,
and tell me the tales of what thousand lies.
Yet, I have withered, but Ive grown again,
and designes my own blackness to judge.
For as we all are aware of this suffering pain,
it drowns in this planets mortality.
Grand changing cosmos offers to man in itself,
myths greater than those unexplored.
If the light will seem as dark as the day,
even though my dreams were laid down for ashes,
and the fates never were stated, nor told.
Even then I will allow myself the treasures
of excistence...
Related with my own balance of knowledge.
I am divined from the pain and the pleasure,
which has been gained from...
all thoughts and memories (from thoughts and memories
obscured).
As I feel the Divinity of wisdom,
float inside the veins.
I am me. Master, but not divine.
299 796 km/s
Not long ago-in mind-
we picked our choice
and we gathered together
-greeted nature by storm
our bodies layed down
as we fell...
And our faces turned
away from the earth
we trembled into the
world of dreams
The cradle of imagination
Our knowledge was complete
all our needs fulfilled
we could not feel
a fairytale so unreal for adventures like me and you being nothing but
shadows of our mortal selves I a way, I perceive myself as my own god my
own master and my own slave I am but a thrall towards my own desires Just
when it all seems so hopelessly to break free from what I have done I will
try, do it all over again, and flow
with the waves like the
sun I draw parallels
between intuitions and
instincts I carried since
dawn when dusk
comes, I would like
to see I was wrong,
though I still am a
thrall towards my own
desires
oceans of infinity...
-one shall seldom witness
such forces in motion
one shall seldom take
their part
-we join and we
breath genesis and
revelation
whatever that happened as
we came along
-for we stepped into
what we had remembered
as the world of dreams
-the source of imagination
we crawled out from
our drunken sleep,
though we could not understand
from heaven to hell
one shall seldom
witness such forces
in motion
one shall seldom
take their part
we joined and breathed
genesis and revelation
whatever that happened
like an infant still
crawling in it's mother's
womb A jesus christ
whom never left..
Not long ago, in mind,
we picked our choice
-gathered together and
greeted nature by storm
from heaven to hell
from all to none,
and father to son
I Am Your Flesh
My eyes are closed
I feel alone
there is something
inside me
dripping and screaming
how can I feel love
when love was something
I never had?
talk to me-do you know
me, and who I am
I am your flesh,
remember me
tell me who I am,
and I will tell you
what is behind that
door; there is a child
who is waiting for you
No one to touch
no one to hold
I am alone, fighting
against this disease
I lost my eyes
I lost my head
I lost my flesh and
my heart
-who made me? you made me
I lost my blood
I lost my love
I lost my feelings, and
I am losing my mind
The child's blood was made
by you, do not blame him
the killing were made by you,
do not blame him
Closed my eyes, left me
alone-remember
A drug composed with
the things that you do
drowning in words, though
they never came through
Kairos!
The moment that your senses play a part
-when all of them caress a new impression
Somewhere deep within your heart
like qualities of permanent obsession
Can you conquer your emotional delay
can you draw tomorrow's history today
can you feel the tide is turning
can you overcome the yearning
-or will you blindly obey?
Break through-embrace the light of Kairos!
Behaving unwillingly like a recording machine
All these emotional standards reduced to leftovers of a dream
Is everything just like it seemed to be
moments ago who am I, where have I been,
and how will I know?
Have you ever had a date with an oracle
that told you some of her secrets?
The only breed in the following term;
-share them with reasoning creatures
...what if, and you won't know anything
about it before you do-if you have.....
Weeping Willow
if the earth was a willow
and you were one too
-would earth be weeping
so gentle and true?
if i was the garden
whereas you could grow
-would you hand me your brAnches
and grant me your love?
in between the lines of your story-flowing through
the pages of a book so well prepared the
words leave more than ashes from your pencil
when it speaks of tiny stories that happened
through these years
I swear that your present reality-disillusioned
obscurity? -will gently wipe away the tears
of wasted seeds
how Can we go through this
-with wounded wing before we learned how to fly
how can i control desires
-when desires burns on a chilly autumn Night?
i will try and make you imagine;
the aura where they stand
is filled with little secrets
-as written in the sand
Naked as a child at birth
a question in disguise
an oasis in a lonely desert
where lonely unknown lands lie
from here and into infinity
-humble and timeless
philosophy-you gently wept away the tears
of wasted seeds
all the days that have left me
and the species i have seen
ahead days will follow
-it was only a dream
though my garden is growing
under skies out of blue,
and it changes Each season
both in colours and in truth
you should know that a willow
-a weeping bed's pillow-
until all days are through
the rain that fall on your branches,
Just yearning
for a source to feed it's primal need
can maKe your beauty blossom from within
with flowers blowing
in the wind-and in seasons to follow....
Omnio?
These eyes, do you hide behind these
cold blue eyes?
I know I want to know
The light, driven by the pale blue skies
I go where to go
Despised, and driven by
these echoed eyes
I know where to go
A sign, written by
these tear stained eyes
I go do go
blurred were my eyelines, hindering...
-to touch omnio
so let me belong, eat me raw,
stick me empty
with your hungry claws-bring me light
can you feel the tension?
set me free from this sleep,
leave me be to
judge my own creation-bring me love
and as I burned my fragile skin
-touched omnio
All this can not go on anymore,
these thorns
they tear me to pieces
The sign is given your sign is given
I am illusioned
feed my lust and hunger-my addiction
the thought of a
naked appearance facing
the rest of the world, left me in
chaos-a prey without a common address
drowning in salt water- can do
nothing at all
I am left here begging for mercy...
In this room; when I found images of
poetry; I lost my deed, my shelter and
my pain did they leave you
unstained?
you may swallow all my precious lies
you may stay and you may follow me
further down the thin and
crumbling line
I bleed for my loss and hunger
-my addiction
though the thought of a
naked appearance
leave in me the wonders and words
Can burdens relieve me from slumber
in unpleasant worlds?
Can the essence of bone regard me
re-birth?
Bardo (instrumental)
Post
These eyes, did I die behind these
cold blue eyes? Did I know
where to go?
This light, eclipsed in a worn disguise
did glow even though my cries were
driven by
those echoed lies No where to roam
Open my eyes, enlightened
the child that
whispered bardo omnio
Let me belong, eat my raw,
stick me empty with
your hungry claws-bring me light
can you feel the tension burning?
The soundtrack of our lives,
on an early April morning,
may be able to re-define
the standards of this restless emptiness...
Carved out of velvet, draped in truth
-to reach omnio
Let me be strong, let me
draw all the lines
that fall upon the floor-bring me life
let me feel electric tension
I am greater, taller and a thousand times
smaller
From a ghost that told you where to go
to a piece of flesh that need to know
And as I turned my fragile skin
-I reached omnio
I have gathered bricks throughout a
lifetime
to build a house where I will live
The door is where I write these words
-the window where I forgive
Restlessly I searched the hallway
for the truth of yesterday
But changes cast their ugly shadows
-the basement is there host today
is this the omnio
I have been searching for?
Closing In
Where there used to be a wax-candle
Blowing in the rhythm of a mind inside a man
Working in the shadows of a midnight land
Where words were sealed with feathers on
Rough papers like a symbol of the present
Madness and its demand this absence
Is more than I can handle in lack of a
Seveninch candle desperately waiting for a
Woman to abuse me and amuse me with sharpened
Fingernails - thorns in modelled trance
I would like to crawl underneath your
Skin revel in forbidden and ferocious
Sin touch your breath feel the
Satisfaction - there is nothing like a stunning
Piece of nighttime attraction we would
Bring in some species of nature - if you
Were closer now - throw them right
Across this room - if you were closer now
the laws no words upon our lips -
If you were present now - celebrate our
Presence until now - I feel you're
closing in somehow
Join in - the mysteries of heaven
Miserable, optional doors maybe sell
Our fortune to a devil on the way
Abusement that turn us into slaves
A song about the words so commercially
Despised - prostitution trapped them in a
Corner of my life - lines
Though I know a place where
They still can be written down and
Blossom like only spring can do when winter
Has been around So come with me and
The pleasures of mine - we'll walk the
Drawn fields, expose the secrets of life
There is no simple desire
Only harvesting of your rare fruit
To many words I cannot put words to
To many movements I cannot hide
Cell
I want to flee
A pause from the dim
Where are the thought that I saved?
Trapped in an old silent film
They runned the usual tests
Tiny, tiny veins
Yet flow so constant and strong
I saw my life in red
They'll never forget
These cells of mine
How can they forgive
That I figured the code they carried
I want to flee
A pause from the dim
He gave me a stone
And I went to sleep
Vanish In The Absence Of Virtue
I spoke so well that evening
I sang so well of light
Wish I may wish I might
Have this wish I wish tonight
The more we sang of wonders
The more we drank our wine
Suddenly a ghost appeared
The clock sang number nine
We spoke from end of table
His majesty, the chief
- You shall take what you deserve
From comfort and relief
This words combined with manhood
- In alcohole entwined -
Made all the saying into jokes
And good eyes into blind
I tried to taste their warfare
- My lips could barely move
When I did as much as I could do
To fit into their groove
But as it proved impossible
To satisfy their needs
I solved my little problem
And accomplished all my deeds
For I spoke so well that evening
I sang so well that night
Wish I would
Wish I could be swallowed
By your light
Basement Corridors
Words can never justify
That I have never spoken
Communication broken
I try to understand
My wordless, little language
Is all you'll ever need
To reach the bottom of my basement
She'll guide you through her midnight hall
And offer you a place on the
Gallery wall
Perhaps you'll hear 'bout our history
She quotes from texts on papyrus
You gladly follow when she takes
Your hand and lead you further down
The corridor
You peeled the fruit but threw away
The stones
did it taste sweet?
Ion
Here I am
Back again to save you
I am the incarnation of all that is pure
Of all that is you
The island in your ocean so cruel
I am warmth
Your guiding star and the wheel in your car
I am all that you are
And you will never get far
Without my presence
But you can never have me
The words I bring and the song I sing
- Chaos cannot charge the breed of order
You'll never be able to reach me
The tales I tell of our stereo-hell
- We're doomed to be a first decree of murder
This is how I want it to be
I cannot escape and you will never get
Rid of me We ride the
Decadence of culmination
Tomorrow we may hunt down revelation
If tomorrow comes
For the chosen ones...
We are the poles and the world is our feast
Generally More Worried Than Married
What is addiction with absence of drug
What is grey without the presence of white
Days remain hollow with absence of night
When I fell into my absence and knew
Not what to do
I made a can of coffee - smoked a
Cigarette or two This is like a
Hunger - This day is lake a feast
A last supper to materialize the
Wasted, slumbered beast in the closet
She lives in the attic
- A floor in between
My room and the comets -
Of chaos and dreams
I'm awaiting the crack of dawn - the smell
Of morning - where the sound of her
Footsteps can comfort and cure
It takes quite a while to get things
In perspective A bleak, coloured tile
Upon the wall - so pale and objective
But how would I gain from this knowledge
When I know not where to go
Path Of The Righteous
Empty...
It cuts me like a razor
I am feeling cold as ice
Deep into the brain I can see
The skin of an old man
I am trying to understand
These strange eyes
End the voices in my head
Your arrows have touched me
Your right hand is too heavy on me
Because you are punished
You're indignant
There is nothing fresh on my body
Bleeding wounds are killing me
Release me from my hate
End, show me the way
Out of this pain
In the shadow of your wings
I seek humankind shelter
I can see the earth
I can see the sun
Everything is clear in my heart
I can see the moon
I can see the son
Everything is clear in my world
Dead Man's Creek
We've got electric light - electric sight
Electric mother river
You float on down from town to town where they
Think they are in a certain charge
Moody angels and a little tree-goat
- We might even try and we might even float
Far up in the sky where mother Sun put her rays
We can see the garden flow with its electric face
And the knowledge we gained from clouds
Gone insane is the rhythm of the ol' triangle
To gather up some rain
C'mon, the river rape them
- Slaves of the moon
And the monster will turn up in the end
To settle down next June
So, why do they strive across their stream of lies
For they might turn vital, mean and wild
And we'll turn them into matchsticks that'll burn
Them 'till they die
I will leave far tonight You'd better find another
Clown for your circus to feed our common enlightenment...
Through and through
Titan Transcendence
One week have passed, my weary widow
- Perfume for the harbour-boat
Relieve me from your neck of marble
Release me when your limbs afloat
Follow yours and catch the diamonds
Before all hell reveals to thee
I cannot strive for understanding
As there is nothing more for me
I will never feel one moments sadness
For the days we never shared
As I have left the grip of changes
With you, my everlasting madness
By The Banks Of Pandemonium
I urged for a walk in the garden on a tranquil
Dawn in June The silence caused by man himself
And chaos by the moon The snake was dragged
In leather black - as draped in common conscience
Aestethically he crawled away from a neighborhood
Of nonsense
Materialized a howling dog neglected by the
Captain's log and flogged into obedience
- Now he's my brother too
Down along the banks there was this brittle, little
Girl that never begged to be released into a
Derailed world Being chained to the lies of
A universal order she's now - like the snake +
Dog - my innocent, pre-whacked brother
But the grass is still green
- If you know what I mean
(Just like the blood runs red
And you know you are a-dying)
With a head filled to the brim
Of their legalized lead
For when the heat becomes to heavy
They will pack their bags and leave
You easily reveal the sins of brothers so naive
(This fable is a damned one - you will damn it, believe...)
Karmakosmik
Waiting is been
Waiting for a word
I Never heard
A word that lie in
between the lines
Of a poem that died
Seconds before it materialized
Like a foreign sound from
An unknown town
-it makes the earth go 'round and
around
A chair in her room was a tower
From where she was watching
She peeled through the window
And spinned
Opened the door, said;
Come inside
Do you see what you like
Do you like what you see
Do you see what you like
Do you like what you see
Come walk with me for a while
My child
There's a word I have heard
And it's deeply absurd
-The rhythm among you and the
rhythm within, have traveled 'long
the same road while you've
wondered where you've been.
The seed of an old star
Is the beat of a new
The stones you choose to turn
Holds the one's the karma about you earn
And if boredom is joy, you're a
Stranger - a toy in
the hands of the few
Of the one's you once knew
If it's all just a game-
Every day remains the same
Epitaph
The wall on which the
prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams
Where every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the lauren wreath
As silence drowns the screams
Confusion
Will be my epitaph
-as I crawled and cracked
an open path
if we make it,
we can all sit back and laugh
-but I feel tomorrow I'll be crying
Between the iron gates of fate
The seeds of time were sown
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known
Knowledge is a deadly friend
If no one sets the rules
The fate of all mankind I see,
Is in the fools
Empty Room
An empty room
What are we living for
It is for you
It is for me
Another weak soul
-why is it so hard
Is home far from here
Can you tell me
Whar are we living for
I am lost in a prison
-in my old thoughts
My hands are tied
I cannot reach the end
A part of me
Is falling apart
And finally I understand
We all cannot be saved
How can I give you love
When you never understand
What's behind these buildings
How can I show you feelings
When you're living in a combination
Of fear
Forgive me because my eyes are
Shaved forgive me because my
Head is shaved forgive me
Because my blood is boiling forgive
Me because my skin is bleeding
Sorrow's been taking my soul away
I'm lost in a cave
-in my own thoughts
my hands are tied
I cannot reach light
They're hunting me while
I'm trapped
Inside this useless body
They're possessing me
It is a prison on the wrong
Side of mankind
Let me be
Free at last...
Let There Be More Light
Far far far away way
people heard him say say
I will find a way way
there will come a day day
something will be done
Then at last the mighty ship
descending at a point of flame
made contact with the human race at no time
Now now now is the time time
time to be be be aware
Not as far the solar bear
in human role revealed to him
a living soul of heavenward forever
Sunlight, something in my eye
something in the sky
waiting there for me
The antelope grows hurling back
the servicemen would like to sigh
the memory went flowing rounds
as Lucy in the sky
Oh oh did you ever know
no never ever will they ascend
Summoning in his cosmic powers
and flowing slightly from his toes
psychodelic nations fly
Child Of Universal Tongue
It's so strange, and yet so simple
Written on a piece of paper aeons ago
And in years to come,
I will be someone else
But still the same ever changing
This burden will always be present, leaving
stains of pride within your mind
A pride you will bare of your shoulders
until death... do you... part
The entirety I am yearning, I urge for
Where sense is
I passed it a thousand times, left it all behind
In search for more
Like children wandering childhoods meadows
Evolving stronger and still
Behaving like fools
For the sun shall shine upon you
Child of universal Tongue
White Rabbit
One pill makes you larger
Arid one pill makes you small
The ones that mother gives you
Don't so anything at all
Ask Alive when she's ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits
You know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smokin'
Caterpillar have given you the call
Call Alice when she was just small
When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you just had some kind of
Mushroom and you mind is moving
Slow-go ask Alice I think
She'll know when logic and
Proportion had fallen sloppy dead
And the white knight is talking
Backwards-the red queens off with her head
Remember what the door mouse said:
Feed your head.
Mourning The Death Of Aase
a-a and so on and so on...
If It's In You
Yes I'm thinking of this, yes I am
Puddle town, Tom was the
Underground
Hold you tighter, so close yes
You are
Please hold on to the steel
Rail
Pamela with gloves
He isn't loved on Sunday's mail
All the fires croak Henrietta
-she's a mean go-getterm go to
write her a letter
Did I wink of this
Yes I am, yummy yummy yum.
don't
Yummy yum yum yum
Yes I'm thinking of this in steam
Skeleton kissed the steel rail
Flead in Pamela
-chugging along with a
funnel of steam
All the fires croak Henrietta
She's a mean go-getter, go to
Write her a letter
