once in my world of darkest Rainbow....
black colour poured all over my Heart....
when i saw a girl under a Willow....
the rain was just about to Start....
i didn't dare to make a Sound...
under the leaf-less Tree...
wind didn't disturb the sadness-Drowned...
not her, the angel of Nobody...
bearer of signs in crimson Style..
lines filled by all the secrets she Kept..

and all i could give was my painted Smile..
to my Lady Willow Wept.

dark days don't die in his sinning soul...
fearless guy, wearing the tie he stole...
yes, his heart is cold, but his hands are golden...
yes, his days are sold, for all near pond can hold in...

you turn your life into a thriller, who do you want to avenge?
are you just a ******-killer? or do you really solely seek revenge?
Xiasheng Mafian?



with black suit and steps like Drums....
hHe's on his route, and here he comes...

from ashes of deadly rain...
gunpowder flashes behind hidden pain...
eyes burn behind his cynic smile...
tides may turn, but stays the bile...
my Xiasheng Mafian....



lost child filled with dread, only survivour of the affair...
karma might be dead, but she's still so unfair...

kid, drop your toy, the wolf is big and bad...
innocent boy, who just lost his dad...

single bullet made man mute, now he'll never see the sun....
you sure can shoot, but can YOU run?
Xiasheng Mafian?



you had your revenge now. his corpse is hid in faeces...
but do you still remember how? to pick up the pieces?
to escape The consequences, of your killing syndrome?
will you find your finest sences, and go back home?

remember what the man said, before his blood stopped to seethe?
well sometimes we ARE already dead, even before we seize to breathe...
remember that Xiasheng Mafian...



and here she comes! the crimson lady, made from sharpest blades....
eco of her voice turns vision shady, while hope silently fades....
she wants the killer of her brother, of the man who killed your wife!
now she wishes nothing other, than to take your ****** life!

but have no fear my frantic friend, as you only live to fight....
do you feel the smell of upcoming end? Closer Comes the Claret light!
for you my Xiasheng Mafian....



soon soon soon! gunfire behind your doors!
Close Comes the noon! one of the bullets is yours!
her men surrounded your mansion, and she comes in!
even MY Lungs stop their expansion! when your time runned thin....
she freed you from the voice, running through your head....
the sound of your wifes rejoice, once lost in all the red....

my poor Xiasheng Mafian....



burried withouth a stone, in his own graveyard of thick water....
where neither dead moan, for this despicable rotter....
this gentleman and great husband, who wanted to pour blood....
to take the killers life, for which he lays in mud....

were you the hero, do you rest in heaven? or were you the villain, who burns in hell?
your lucky number might be Seven! but only Four times rings the bell...
my Xiashen Mafian...



your infamous name fades into the void of vain...
your flame burned out, while god danced in rain...

and on the shore of pond holding your body...
absent of sore, dressed utterly gaudy...
with his croaking rife Raven sings in black...
"look! life for life! the cost of payback!
you used to laugh! but wheRe is now youR bReath?
do you see the dove? deaR don deah!"


do you.. my husband mafian?

day was dying to raise Another....
but sleep yet haven't Won....
"Please, tell me a story my big brother!"
and so with smile - he Begun....

"once upon a Time....
in the world that Rhyme....
its city full of Grey....
guarding nights of Day....
slept green Seas....
alley of white Trees....
where children of the sun came at night to Die....
where they said their last Goodbye....
to white trees with sturdy Rope....
they were coming to confess despairfull Hope....

there then once crimson lady Came...
claret lines all from the Same....
mother who lost her Child....
broken, while her demons went Wild....
still crying her tears of red Sadness....
lost in painful Madness....
when she tied her Knot....
on the sturdy rope she Brought....
god danced in the Rain....
But the tree couldn't bear the Pain....
branch made roaring Sound....
lady fell back onto the Ground....
tree broke it's own Arm....
to keep her safe from Harm....
making sure she won't try Again....
or draw another claret Line....
he asked wailing wind to Wind....
with all strength the wind could Find....
to run through its Leaves....
to say what the white tree Sees....

"do not cry you  who  lost  your  Stars...
white tree can see  your  Scars....
no  need  to know the Names....
of the pictures drowned in Frames...."

and ever since, she every Day...
in the city made from shades of Grey....
lady and her ancient Friend....
all the time they Spend....
all the secrets they Share....
and each time she herself from darkness Spare....
everyday missing her Misery....
is the White Trees
Victory...."

so now go to Sleep...
one day you'll grow Old...
and should future make you Weep...
should the world turn gray and Cold....
find your White Tree Alley....
inside that shadow Valley....
Every  Despair  Holds....

Trying to erase her Past....
She desperately Longs for....
Wanting to be Last....
Wanting to be More....
Loving White....
But wearing Black....
With wish to take a Bite....
She puts chocolate Back....
Loving Rain....
But staing under Roof....
Wrists decorated with Pain....
Eyes Waterproof....
Wishing for someone to Care....
Wishing for world to End....
My Lady Despair....
My only Friend....
....
Me....
Just like i have always been....
My own Wife....
My own Knife....
Forever stuck between....
Trying to live my Life....

....And trying to run away from it....

Hanging on my wall...
Guarding Hope still left to spare....
High above it all....

Drawn with my Grey lanes....
Painted with all love and care....
Made from lifeless veins....

All secrets he keeps....
Guardian blessing room where....
He fights, rests and sleeps....

Won't let anything....
To hurt my soul, to impair....
Won't let Darkness swing....

Won't let Demons dance....
As Darkness He is to wear....
Death runs at his glance....

Watching my Downfall....
He: Guardian of Despair....
Hanging on my wall....