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Max Neumann Feb 2021
isolation is a redly glowing wolf
it is too close to me, get away
how can i believe in myself?
the night swallows self-confidence

i am waiting for an angel sent by
the tall and wise heralds of my fate
they are riding the train of future
i don't know how to hop on, no clue

eden's sounds are distracting me
but in her eyes i can see where my train
is supposed to stop and to arrive
ancient existences are floodding her pupil

they stem from a place called nirvana
it is the deep core of a human being's soul
light suffuses their shape, goldly shining
they fight against the demons of our world

and as the years passing by, they become
our nostalgic memories and our sentiment
i want to be there for eden, protecting her
the red wolf will not come between us
The Warlock Nov 2009
Rain

As I was sitting in the Dark, Contemplating The Chaos
Of The Eternal Path of Wasted Incarnations
A Thunderstorm Raged Echoing the Internal Turmoil
Lightning’s Blazing the Sky of a Scattered Soul

Rain Was Pouring, Tears Of Cumulated Meaningless Lives
Filling Earth With Life and Floodding The Emerald Eyes
Flowing Down in Rivulets Filling a Waterfall of Pearls
Smashing Down on The Cold Marble of The Heart

Dark Heavy Clouds Accumulating Above
Filling The Remaining Open Channel
Blocking The Dim Moon Rays Left
Only Source of The Remaining Of Life

Thunder Raging, Covering the Howling
Of Despair Running Through the Crimson Rivers
Of The Fluid Of My Damnation
Keeping Life Running in a Soulless Body

Lightning Stripping a Dark Sky
Emanating From the Scars
Of The Gloomy Heart
Glowing In a Purple Shard

I Invoke You, Love Of Many Lives
Life Of Many Loves
As You Can Hear Through
Time, Space and Curses

Call Upon Earth To Regain Strength
Call Upon Fire To Be the Once Known Phoenix
Call Upon Water To Open Dimension Doors
Call Upon Air to Learn to Fly Again

Break your Chains and Set You Free
For Mine’s are To Numerous and Heavy
Set Ablaze the Internal Magick
And Walk the Tinny Step to Set Me Free

As By Seeing Your Angelical Face
By Hearing the Musical Spheres of You Smiles
By Feeling The Warmth Of Your Heart
I will, at last, rest in Peace

Warlock

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