the
   serpent    
   casts  
 its
    long  
and      
winding      
shadow              
on my          
soul    
          even      
                  now    
                 it comes  
   between
          my dark                         
          ness                                    
  and                      
         the                    
light

We were led
By a man
One who said
Yes we can
We would give
Many things
Just to be
'We' again

it hurts my soul
to be so alone
in the cold for so long
out here all on my own

set myself up for failure
chasing the Moon
that's how it feels
when I reach out to you

if I could let somebody
get close to me
how can I even know
just how good it could be?

I don't know how it feels
but I want that for me
I don't know if I can
but I want to believe

this poem isn't about you
I don't know how I feel
I'd rather write about the Moon
or something else that's real

or how the rising tide can be
a metaphor for change
or something deep
beneath the sea
mysterious and strange

but will I turn away from you
in silence and control
or write the shining sky into
a mirror for your soul?

with every single word I write
the lie becomes less true
to shout into the night
"This poem isn't about you!"

I want to be the sign
at the center of your sky

I want to be your lullaby
I want to be your night

I want to give you what you want
Tonight and every night
I want to shine

I want to be a diamond in your light

I look up
To a soft and smoky sky
Single shining star

No more trees
Zero hour
No more bees
No more flowers

No one knows
No more power
No more rose
No more Tower

想
ketawang
vägen var så lång
eitel
idle
every little move's wrong
Zugzwang

ça va
איב
the floor is lava
героям слава
glava mi se spava

hate
reject
don't know

   I             ?           U  

understand
want
love

causality is not a chain
it cannot be predicted
it cannot be quarantined, contained
it branches like a tree

entangled all together
we are raindrops in the delta
never knowing whether this river
will ever reach the sea

ζωγραφίζουμε
τα δώδεκα πρόσωπα
στα αστέρια

patiently
on my own little island
gaze into the sea

ηλεκτρική ελπίδα
ήρθα
είδα
είσαι καταιγίδα

είσαι μια βολίδα
και θα λιώσεις
απαλά
τη Γη

by day I am a memory of night
in dreams I am the moon that draws your sea
I want to chase the fire across your sky
and change the shape of your reality

I fantasize about you
so often
that when I am with you
it feels like a dream

φοβάσαι
ο φόβος φέρνει φωτιά
φως που τυφλώνει

I smile
so I don't have to lie

I seem
so I don't have to be

I drink
so I don't have to think

I write
so I don't have to scream

fire in the sky
sign from the gods
time forever moving on
some imagine the night beyond
some dance in the light of the setting Sun

if you are quite still
you can almost hear
the sound of machines

of fear
of chaos
of hell

voices in his head
telling him to ****
and by force of will
to build
an empire of the dead

sacrifice it all
this time no one wins
even those left standing when
the dominoes fall

life is a candle
in the hand of a madman
and if you are still you can
feel the Earth tremble