hide so well
deny the light
catch your thoughts
move on.

you fell from grace
hiding in my shade

you spent your time
denying my light

crawl back to your
hole of illusions.

Hold the axe on hand
you won't be left behind

hope for remedies
you will need to survive

leaving home
aware of the clouds
rolling in waves
aroused by anger
i am done.

lift my feet upon the ground
the poisoned earth
a familiar place
i am done.

cold wind is shaking trees
their clothes got bombed
but i have no fear
i am done.
losing my mind but not my will
the world collapses but i am still
iam done.

welcome to the end of world
you're standing to an open ground.
can you feel the wind in your hair
the skin over your bones

welcome to the end of world
where nothing matters but time
you're standing to the open ground
just to feel alive.

since forever, wind I break.
waves I take, sun I shade.

standing alone, on the edge of the world.

I am the mountain.

since forever, wide I see.
trees I heal, fields I shield.

standing alone, on the edge of the world.

I am the mountain.

who will see my stones?
who will scape my forms?

since so long
so long
alone

when bad weather comes,
exposed to heavy storms,
i am concrete my dear,
heart of stone i swear!
heart of stone!

I am the mountain.

Taking a hit- realising in pain-
this might end not well.
Finding hope- aware of the smoke-
in the heavy rain.
Falling down on your skin.

Feeling numb by your own pain:
your lungs are too thin.

Smoke, so thick you can feel me saying
words, that silence in dust

Hold, your breath to absorb the rising
clouds, of **bro-ken trust

the pain, my friend
never fails me
never ends.

comes to words
as if it could speak
itself

when on other days
not saying anything
i hardly believe i'll ever be healed

again

Is heaven this?
out of sight, slightly subtile, strangely stride
to enhance but not to wide
it's body, becoming what
we think it has been and will ever be
our deepest thoughts and tears to believe.