The origins of life, an absolute mystery.
Where and why?
All set and carved with ambition.
We could be messengers, preservers
but we are connected to conflict and destruction.
It is so enchanting to act like gods,
a staggeringly ambitious vision.
So many things could be so wrong,
so many unknowns.
What was it all for?
Knowledge?
Power?
Or just to show what was possible?
Ambtion, stubborness
nothing changed.

Distance is a very confusing point. Some people are close to us but at
the same time worlds so far.
Others are kept and carried to our hearts even if they are
far away no matter what.

Since the beginning of time we are separated by distance, literally and
metaphorically speaking. But we come together with long lines.
Telephone, rails, coastal, dreams, emotions...

We can always transcend such distances with a touch, a kiss, a story.
The course is not always pleasant but worths the tears, the pain,
even the suffering...

There's a new voice singing
you can hear it if you try
i don't regret a single choice.
Thoughts mixed in clouds
of smoldering air
a couple of burning eyes i can't control
a heart heir to another's wrongs
a whisper of doom
a silver moon sings, does it mean my end?
I walk on scorched earth
like a shadow made from ash
in a dark black night.
I approach  crystal clear waters
to quench my thirst
i approach deep blue shores to sail far away
this time not alone.
Proceed and reignite
i promise i will not forget.

Your eyes deceived you once
your dedication even averted
you from getting a glance
you felt the need to confess
but to these gods you can not pray.
Follow the sun
follow the moon
follow the stars
maybe you should have followed your heart
and if you need so desperately the taste of divine
don't put your faith in gods nor demons for there are none
but believe in angels, the angels our human spirit could be.

That which heart defines
don't let go.
That which heart dictates
try to let go.
It's unfair and sore
to hold what's repressed.
It's insane and bold to burden the chest
which holds my heart's abyss.
I could never ask more from a soul
which always asked forgiveness.

It feels strange and i question myself.
If you've taken my heart how am i still alive?
My life became an endless darkness
between the living you buried my body.
I'll make a suit of perfect dreams,
two heavenly spirits hold eternally.
They've pushed us too much we finally broke
they've made us fall but we'll make them crawl.

I was trying to find myself again
i could fly and cover height
instead i kept climbing,
a steep ***** the sufferings of my heart.
I could finally be free but heaven cast me out
and i find my way in ruins.
With writing and music i try to conquer each day
and my soul has no courage to admit that is over.
I can hear your voice in this empty room
a whisper of broken sounds, your love all around.