I see the desert sun set when my eyes close,
Red sands burnt by a million suns,
Humming its ancient song, a buzz from a single fly and a raven call

Oh my lost Soul why can’t you go home?

My heart roams the forest, beating eternally
A beat of immortality, wandering among the black woods

Oh my lost Soul why do you sing such a haunting song?

My feet bury themselves in the mountains deep
Among the stones and twisted roots,
Where the pines reach for the starry night

Oh my lost Soul why do you dream of the grave?

The gift of life, woken from the depths
Born from death, reality is a fog

Oh my lost Soul was this always about the journey home?

Some were built for this,
Not me.
I’ve lived a life of peace,
Family to raise,
Work twenty days,
Cook and eat.
Bend knees to whatever creates ease,
Not me.
My soul lives in the hurricane,
I gaze with unease,
My boots are always on my feet,
And I feel too old for this beat.
I don’t crave the fight,
Not me.
But in peace I’m not meant to be,
Born for change,
Burn bright and blaze with intensity,
A moment where my fire isn’t caged,
Followed by release.
A soldier, samurai or knight,
I’ve lived and died,
A thousand times, a thousand red tears
That is me.
Biding my time,
Till my soul can once again breathe.

It came as a dream,
A nightshade
Whistling hauntingly,
Oh you came for me.
Of men and monsters
There is no reprieve,
A night of anxiety
It’s clear to see,
The hunting,
Stalking.
Cold breath,
Warming me,
Nightmare of love and deceit,
Embraced by demons,
We’re smoking away eternity.
How do you read
Inky streaks,
Screaming on a white page.
Oh you’ve come for me,
Mistress of color and ecstasy,
Like a drug you abuse
Before granting sweet release.

A silent morning,
Kissed by a warm sunrise,
Slick with dew
A beautiful silence

The silence of 2 am
While the city sleeps,
All is still,
The silence is a freedom song

The silence when you leave,
Is far too often
To be ignored,
An empty silence of absence

A heart of echoes,
Only I seem to hear
Muffled under the roar,
Of a screaming silence consuming the air

Silence is a beauty
Yet a horror to conceive
All or nothing
And like Fortune, bittersweet
A lover and enemy.

I come from where the drums beat,
Where the pulse sounds
And the hearts beat just a strong.

I come from where the voices shout,
Where they echo deep in the ground
And the blood runs like a river heading for sea.

I come from where the dead do not tread,
Where angels and demons cease to be,
And the people are built of sky and ground.

I come from where the ether begins,
Where imagination and reality are one,
And the souls run free.

I come from where dragons fly,
Where the battle cries have ceased,
And the people know war and peace.

I come from the grave,
Where my kin have fallen,
And I wait for my release.

Give me a dream,
A haunting place
Where fires are alight
Raging flames
In the dead of night.
Dark skies,
With stars burning bright
Spirals of dust so far away.
Whisper to me,
Of cosmic grains
Carrying us on moonlight.
Light a candle tonight,
Wish the ancestors well,
Feed the ghosts,
Lift the veil of the bride
Here comes the souls
Marching side by side,
Good battles evil tonight.
Peer into the sky
We’re entering winter time.