...Once a bringer of truth
elder fire that lights the world
a blanket in the cold
a quench in every thirst
The cawing was never a fear
and storms were always a sunshine
Honor was everything
solid as a contented rock
but those were the days...
And all that remains
shattered glass
remnants of yesterday
And unlike those raindrops
when they fall
they flood
and become
whole again...

...And so I ride riding
not the lightning but
my bicycle not of the shining
Leaving behind golden sun is setting
to the eastern skies my gaze are shifting
Seeking for the myth of the light rising
raging
through forgetting about everything
tears never care on my face come rolling
'cause it's only me and my bicycle
against a darkening world of
the dying…
And so I ride and ride
head on and collide
upon walls never hide
shifted fading wide
sands of time never lied
drifting hopes denied
hands of freedom all tied
But nevertheless
I come and ride
head on collide…

...Desperately moving towards
home
Struggling through the dark
heaved by the brown-eyed girl
of brutal devilish beauty
Valentine’s not a pain til
whispers of promises
shrouded the moonlight
Casting shadows upon visions
to seek
what is true
upon waves of colorful fantasies
Blindly intoxicated by
the arrows of the cherub
Getting lost
not in the realm of logic
and of hearts beating a magic
Drunk from the waters of the falls
Wanting to be free
A pain from bleeding scars
fear of void and tears
and yet
dreaming of soaring high
in these clouded
times...