sleeping, slowly falling into a dream
Transcending into planes so beyond our own
parting from the body that lays stagnant
peacefully resting, small breaths heaving

The pale woman, dressed in white
departs slowly onto the dusty-brick road
where have she gone?
So far, so near, so alone and full of fear

Oh woman, dressed in white
so full of light, compared to the dark night
Stare into the abyss, whereas men cannot pass without fright
fairy elves will guide you, worry not woman in white!
They'll be dancing round over the fairy lights

Don't let your fright reel you out of the planes,
so dark, so cold, so dull when you compare
the real world is shaking
the real world - you cannot see it now, please, woman in white

Keep on the dusty road,
look not onto past the rood that sits
Keep your arms a drooped, and your head tumble
over the mattress as the creature intrudes
Oh! worry not on the weight that rests -
sensual, nightmarish, ugly, morbid -
A beast! So hairy, and here to cause a jest

Be it's saving grace, oh please,
Woman in white
****** rivers, bleeding red
Worry not about the creature that lays on top of you on your bed
Please, Woman in white..
be our saving grace
from the creature that has settled on top of you
intruding - least not let it get into your head

giggling i dash
phases and i slip passed
cloak caught on mara's thorns
no one looks within
but only at what is worn
follow the barren arrow
toward the ancient barrows
where the winding ways become narrow
and all is resting still

Nothing is what for i asked
where simply i am present
no future or past
And ones mind isn't molded
like an egyption tomb
explicit in caste
but warm in the womb
display shoshin in bloom
to inherent the present's heirloom

and when all is like before it begun
does any other stand higher than one
because if we fight over either
we're bound to be done

O' My lord of infinite layers,
You are the house upon I am built,
The self, that is I, is the echo of your's,
No more I can be, losing myself at ends,
I search for the path, enlightenment hails,
It is the line between all the extremes,
You, O' my lord Mara, the self-ego of me,
Dragging me to the extremes of my mind,
No more, no more, the land is my witness,
You are the illusion of my witted mind,
Let myself go of the idea of I, at last,
Let whatever is left, be at peace, at once.

Watch him creep about,
that Prince of Pleasure.
He sets out fantasies,
digging in deeply.
Nagging thoughts,
aches and pains,
flash of want that feels like need.
Only lions can shake him off.

Oh there’s nothing you can do to turn this day around
The universe is set in black matter
and it’s oozing here consistently
Milady, Mara’s on another rampage
Try to sit down and enjoy
Maybe this rooftop will hold up long enough
to give us a sublime view

गिदिँ गिदिँ सारि गिदिँ
सेजौनिबो बांसिन माय बजाखौ जाबनानै
दा आफाया माय मारा होदोँ
-
मानै जारसि मोसौखौ
दोँसे दिरुंजोँ संग्रायनानै
लासै लासै गंसे लावथिजोँ बुनानै
दा आफाया माय मारा होदोँ
-
लावथिजोँ बुस्रिबावदोँ
माय बिदां
सम सम सुखेनजोँ खायखांदोँ
गिदिँ गिदिँ बियो मारा होदोँ।

A beautiful tragedy,
This chaotic spinning
cosmos seems.
Extremities of life
battling at me.
A beautiful balance
between wrong and right.
And solemn at the center
From which all harmony bounds.
Is your heart of gravity,
Radiates the sky~
And is magnetic in the ground!
How this holy machines works
Dare I not to talk!

But of one thing I know,
And can observe it like
A divine show,
Is this revelation:
Deepness and darkness circumference the void!
And dear friend, know us not be alone!